The skirt was modest anyway, and my white blouse opaque enough, but I'd dressed for a classroom at Harvard Medical School, not the down to earth, nuts...and bolts of Boston's Finest. I felt a little naked, actually."He's Patrick Fredrick Burroughs, a 24 years old grad student at MIT. No record. No tickets. No nothing," Detective Goddard said, tossing a packet of creamer across the desk."Fredrick, eh?" Lieutenant Riley grunted. He was older, nearing sixty and probably retirement after nearly forty. A hunk of the first order.A beautiful, long cock that he's fisting while he watches you lick my cunt. Get on the bed, Flint. I'll fuck you while David gets undressed."David watched as his sister straddled her lover and stroked his cock. She looked toward him, rose up on her knees and settled Flint's cock in her cunt. "Sexy, huh?" she said and lowered herself around Flint's rampant shaft."Yep," David said.Darla leaned and kissed Flint. "I love you," she said."And I love you," Flint said.Darla. Both were gloriously naked and pressed as deeply into my body as possible. Part of that came from a need to be close to me, the other part due to the beds being so small.My mind recounted what had happened and I found myself smiling. Once I started pleasuring Ingrid, Lillian grabbed Janet and threw her onto the bed, reminding us all she had the same strength as the others. She then lunged at Janet and began kissing every part of her that she could. Soon Janet’s moans of pleasure joined Ingrid’s. It will be my greatest dream come true, and we will go to the West End Boys and join them for a while."You're in love, and it feels like pain" (Can you forgive her?)Too bad Neil is gay. But I will please him by offering the services of my personal slave. You will do it, whateverhe wishes and anytime when he wishes. If you love me, you must become his slut. If he asks, I might rent you outto Neil for a longer period, or even give you to him as a gift of friendship and reverence. If you love me.