Make me forget about everything but you… Where the hell did that come from? My heart is in danger again… North released her. Quickly. Barbara alm...st forgot why she came to see this man. But she remembered when she suddenly regained her senses. He let go of her as if she was suddenly a hot poker that had burned his hands. She stepped back and cleared her throat. ‘Is there somewhere we could speak privately, Detective North?’ He led her to an empty interrogation room down the hall. As soon as. "How's that cute little ass feeling now? Still sore?"I paused, not quite sure how to answer that."Honey?" he asked. "Are you okay?"I cleared my throat."I'm fine," I said as I looked around the desk at Lynn Edwards' cute little butt, dressed in an attractive short skirt and parked in her severe librarian chair. "Thank you for asking, sir. And that other matter you mentioned appears to be fine as well."Bob Hastings started to chuckle and Mrs. Parsons burst into laughter."You do realize," I asked. My plan was to end the day in Little Italy and have a quite dinner at a little sidewalk cafe. The stifling heat of the day released itself from the buildings and streets, most of the locals took cover, but the humid mist searched out unsuspecting tourists, drenching their bodies in a sultry sweat. I love the feel of the warm, wet air drenching my skin, the moistness insinuating itself into my being, like an insatiable lover. My white gauze dress clung to the curves of my body, the sweat. . as lewd and despicable as this is, I can't help myself... And then the wife of Roger Carmel felt the additional weight on the bed behind her, and she turned, wondering who her lover would be, but not really caring so long as he had a long, hard cock to fill her hungry, seething womb. And then she came back to reality as she saw the dog. Oh God! It's that dog from last night! Lonnie screamed out in undiluted horror as the great, panting brute growled the same, menacing way he had when he had.