She started to unbutton Tanya's tight-fitting blouse. The policewoman offered a soft, girlish sigh... "A POLICEWOMAN 'MOONLIGHTING' AS A PROSTITUTE!" ...indy added.It was after midnight. The brunette policewoman fumbled with the keys as she unlocked the cell-door. Hesitating, she carefully opened the door to the 'Female' Cells and entered. Her uniform blouse was seductively unbuttoned to her waist. And, beneath her trim, uniform skirt, Constable Tanya MARGARSON wore no panties - the policewoman. Today, her hair was loosely braided in a fishtail, pulled forwards over one shoulder.I nodded appreciatively at Marina.“I need to piss first,” I said, sitting up and pulling the covers off of my matinal erection.Marina smirked.“Relax, Chef,” she said, leaning across the bed to shove a few pillows behind my back. “The girl will take care of that for you.”“Ah, okay...” I leaned back into the pillows, and the girl set the tray over my lap, removing a cloche to reveal a tiny cup of coffee, a bowl. "I started to leaf through the pictures, which to begin with were of my mother and father-in-law making love. They had clearly read the Kama Sutra because they had experimented with a wide variety of sexual positions. The sharpness of the pictures was breathtaking; the lighting was perfect, and every detail of my father-in-law's cock and balls and my mother-in-law's pussy was displayed in crystal clear detail — no soft focus or blurred images here, so unlike the rather tame pornography of the. “You don’t want him to shut up,” Miguel said, “Tell me more, Mills, who the fucking duck is Lenny?”“He was the one who showed us how to derail the train,” Croker said, “He was the one familiar with railroad procedure, he convinced us six ways to Sunday that it was impossible to derail the Sunset. When we realized it was the wrong train, we tried to stop the whole operation, it was just too late.”For some reason, his words rang true. The truth was that actually killing Croker had not really been.