”I walked beside him and when we reached the bridge the Guardsmen on this side frowned at us. The ones on the other side just looked pissed. I leane... on the staff and Eric, my partner growled, “you have his name and description?”One of the Guardsman glared, “about your height. Sandy hair wearing grey pants and a brown button shirt, the buttons are horn. His name is Mort Clemins and you will find him at the Scarlet Fish.”I shifted, “why are you angry at us?”Eric glanced at me and started to open. I'll stay with the van and patrol the roadways." Al paused."Do I have to patrol with Tony, Sarge?" Helen pleaded"You know the rules, we patrol in twos, It's safer that way." He replied.She scowled and accepted it without argument. Al nodded knowing she'd fuck off on her own anyway.Al parked the van on a deserted siding and they all got out. WPC Green climbed out and pulled her skirt straight. She noticed her black lycra tights were twisted and she dragged her skirt up to mid thigh to straighten. I was ready to go. She took me to the shower room and told me to lay face down on the padded table that she had pre-soaked with hot water. She took off her heels and placed them just outside the curtain and then took off her bikini. She was perfect in every way. She rinsed me off and lathered my back, arms, and under arms. She squirted soap in my ass-crack and worked it up to a foamy lather and reached underneath me and grabbed and slightly stroaked my cock with one hand and scrubbed my ass. She got pretty close to my cock as I came closer and closer and when my cum began spewing up, I could see that she was doing a closeup of the action. I stroked a bit more, then she stopped the video and put it down on the bed, bent over me, those delicious breasts suspended over me and kissed me as her hand rubbed my chest. Her tongue slipped in and explored a bit before she lifted back up and silently left my room. I lay there, cum all over my belly, the happiest guy on this earth. I just lay.