“The perv is probably wandering around peeping through the neighbors windows,” she had told her mother irritably.“Emily Lorraine Booker! Your br...ther would do no such thing!” Her mother had shouted, a hysterical edge to her admonishment. “Your father is working late across town so I’m going to drive over to the high school to see if Ben is still there and I need you to check the path through the woods”“But moooom, its going to be dark in like an hour!” Emily whined petulantlyAfter a few more. When she arrived, I was astounded, she was utterly gorgeous, a small blonde girl of about eighteen or nineteen, she smiled at me and I was smitten,"Hello" I smiled, "You must be Katie" Yes and you're Mrs. Jordan" I am indeed Katie, but I'm Sandy to my friends, would you like a drink?" Oh yes please, I'll have what you're having"I felt her eyes on me as I walked over to the drinks cabinet, then I felt her warm breath on my neck,"You're very beautiful Sandy" she said softly and her lips touched. That might do it. It'll get us out of the heat and provide Angie with a different experience.Captain Durocher called Angie into his office. "I've just made arrangements for us to go up to C.A.M.P. in a month's time for a week. You should enjoy doing something different as a police officer. Get you out in the field, so to speak. So, what do you think? It's not active patrol work, but it's the next best thing."Angie thought for a moment and then clicked her tongue. "I'm afraid I'm going to have. I looked down at my prick and giggled. I reached down and scooped up some precum onto my finger, which I then raised to my mouth. I licked the finger, then reached down for some more. “I’m such a slut,” I giggled.“You certainly are,” said George. “And that is why I want you to go out on my deck, where all my neighbors can see you, and I want you to dance. I’ll pipe out some slow sexy blues for you to dance to.““But first, to get you primed, here are a few more lines.”After snorting these, I.