She’d already taken the sergeant’s exam and maxed it. She made sergeant a month later.’ ‘That’s a remarkable saga.’ ‘That it is but I to...d it to you to make a point.’ ‘Okay.’ ‘Wes, Marty is just as good a cop today as she was that day but something’s missing. It’s not her instincts or her skills. Somehow that day changed her—hardened her…took away her sense of humor…her humanity. It’s as if she’s some kind of robot. She does the job and still does it well but she’s like a machine. I don’t like. The, perhaps odd, thing is we were sitting in two cars with Sarah being parked behind me so I could watch events through my rear view and wing mirrors. Sarah had dressed in a fairly smart business suit, stockings and a blouse. What wasn’t evident is that she was wearing no bra or panties. She was sitting in the drivers seat of the car chatting, although no body was on the other end, on her mobile phone occasionally rubbing her stocking clad leg as she did and I knew she had hitched her skirt up. ..top and bra strap too. As I pulled my top back up with my free hand, he grabbed the wrist and held it down too. He was grunting with each thrust, staring at my face with that same look in his eyes. When I looked away, all I saw was the thin man, still standing over me, stroking his cock and rubbing some lotion onto it. Oddly, I remember wondering where he got lotion from. I closed my eyes and just laid there as he rammed himself inside me. At one point he leaned down and start. She saw the lust and passion that sat there, and she wanted it. She reached up and grabbed him around the neck, as he slid into her. She moaned, a low sound as he moved in and out of her, slowly. she whispered into his ear "I'm not gonna break... go as hard as you want.. really use that thing". He smiled and said "I'm gonna fuck your brains out", And he sped up, pounding her into the mattress until her moans turned to cries of pleasure, and she was pushing back toward him,warpped her legs.