”“Can you leave the work stuff? I don’t want to go through the hassle of replacing it.”He looked at me. “This doesn’t work like that Mr. C...rlo.”“I’ll log you into it and you can look around see I don’t have any of this stuff you are looking for.”Melissa looked at me, “What are they looking for?”“Child porn and exploitation of minors evidence,” I said. She rolled her eyes in response.The detective looked at her seriously, “Sixteen is a minor Ms. Milton.”Melissa looked at him with obvious. I shared my Crunch bars with Jennifer back in the beginning because I wanted to be a good friend. But underneath, I still resented it; and it ate away at me for months and started ruining my relationship with her. In the end, she said it was no big deal and I could keep my Crunch bars. But if she hadn't, we might actually not be friends anymore. Over a stupid candy bar." Well I'm not just a candy bar, Brooke." No you're not. You're a boyfriend. Girls are a little more possessive about. . good girl.” I obeyed and moved my feet to hip-width apart, as you slipped your hand round from my ass, to explore the silky-soft warmth between my thighs. My juices instantly covered your fingers as you probed me. I let out a huge sigh, followed by a groan when you reached my clit and started strumming it. "Ahhh... ohhh, Mister... oh fuck, yesss.” My voice was a harsh, breathy whisper and I glanced up to see my knuckles turning white, as you played with me and I gripped the railings tighter. The neck of the dress billows open to show the slopes of my breasts beneath my sheer lilac lace bra. I see Doug's gaze drift down from my face and I smile in a querying way as if to ask, yes? I sit up and feel my boobs bounce, Doug reaches to cup my cheek in his palm and I lean my face into his touch. He looks at me tenderly and tucks a curl behind my ear before moving closer. He lifts me onto his lap and wraps an arm around my waist. I feel my cheeks flush as attraction sizzles through me and.