But nothing came back…So…Okay. I'll play ball. I messaged her. And she messaged back. We talked about what we were doing, pretty basic stuff. So, ... ruled out that she was a sex bot advertising a website or anything.We live near one another and again she knew enough specific information about our neighborhoods to offset some doubts. We chatted on Tinder for another hour and she told me her line of work. I apologized for not knowing her work but said she looked familiar. She said she preferred. " Lindsey, do you know how breath taking you are?"Lindsey blushed and lowered her head, her hair falling in her face. "I'm not going to hurt you Lindsey. I'm going to keep you safe. I promise."Jimmy's finger began caressing her down her back, brushing her hair out of the way. Lindsey reveled in how intoxicating his touch was. And then there was a tiny tug on her bra strap and before she knew it, her bra was undone.Her hands flew to her front, as she squeaked, "Jimmy, No!" Jimmy gently but. ’ ‘Hello.’ They shook hands. ‘It is nice to know that the Professor keeps good company,’ she said, ‘a cop as a friend is a good thing to have.’ She spoke as if she were royalty, which fascinated Hudson, her voice very calm and warm. She excused herself and left the room. Hudson looked at the Professor and sipped his tea. Hudson grinned. ‘You think I hired her for company, don’t you?’ the Professor said, reading him. ‘Well didn’t you?’ ‘In part. She is a nice girl. She’s new to the. The front falls open, revealing the treasures beneath. Slowly Im pushing it off my shoulders and down my arms. It falls in a heap to the carpeted floor. Holding the phone up to my ear with a shoulder, I take my free hands and massage both of my firm young breasts. My nipples are so hard I tell him. They are longing to feel your tongue, your lips. I am squeezing and caressing them. Im now slowly reaching around and unclasping the bra. I slip it off and let it too fall to the floor to meet the.