She would just have to be a bit more careful to insure that her father wouldn't catch her at it.Suddenly, a familiar voice spoke near at hand."Well, y...u don't seem as though you're having a terrific time, Melanie Wilkerson!"Melanie jerked her head in astonishment and gaped at the speaker. It was Randy Hardman! The son of her father's political opponent grinned at her impishly. He was dressed conservatively in a blue suit, with his short blond hair neatly combed and his handsome, tanned features. "What about IAD?" she asked incredulously.Randy huffed."Internal Affairs? What Internal Affairs? Those jag-offs are stillpolice and get their benefits from True Blue just like everyone else,"Randy sighed."Ok, what about the guns and the money and all the times I saw youdeliver or collect shit while we were out on the beat?" she put her handon his knee for emphasis.Randy hung his head and mumbled his reply."I'm as dirty as the rest of them Bishop. We not only take pay-offsfrom organised crime. “This little vixen is quite randy, folks. She’s wet enough to take a football team ... especially if it’s high schoolers.”Everyone laughed at Jen’s expense, but she felt a frisson of embarrassed pleasure at the idea.“Jen, your glass seems to be empty. Why don’t you give it to Robert for a refill?”She handed her glass to the house manager, leaving her hands empty but her love canal still inhabited by the intrusive egg. Charles removed his fingers from her slit. “Please lift your skirt so. Now also he gets fairly hard but that hardness isn’t there anymore.Especially after drinking. I have told you that his cock head of fully covered, so it has a pointed look. He has hair around his cock. Lots of curly black hair. His limp cock is almost buried in it” she said grimacing. “But his cock is lighter in colour than yours. It is honey brown. Yours is chocolate. It is also slightly thinner than yours and these days fairly shorter than yours”“This much?” I asked, holding up my middle.