Now the rain started slowly and I asked her whether we stay somewhere for a while. She said that instead of waiting in dark we slowly rode the vehicle...and reach the house. Almost after half an hour I dropped her at her house. While stepping down from the seat, she was totally wet and the dress was not able to hide her private parts. I said that I would push to my home. She told that there was no one in the house and I could step in for a while and have a tea and go. I parked the vehicle in the. Smashing his fist into the intercom, he shouts to his secretary"Get PC Scott in here now"Entering the office, the sight that sat in front of him was nothing that Scott had seen before. Gone was the proud man with immaculate features who demanded respect. Instead replaced by a man slumped in his chair, a face so red it looked as if he had been a heavy drinker for decades. His usual perfectly styled grey hair now looked like a hedge and his eyes had become wide and red like a man that had not. I was pretty disgusted with my looks, when I left the apartment. I drove the cruiser to Tryon and then to the Downtown Hotel. Inside the hotel there were three restaurants. Since Bernard hadn't specified which restaurant, I called him on his cell phone. It took a while, but he finally answered."Where the hell are you?" I asked quietly."The one with the fancy French name, where else would I take Laurance for dinner?" he asked."You are kidding. Her name isn't really Lawrence is it?" I was. I removed my clothes and we both got back on the trampoline. Sandy jumped up and down and her cute breasts juggled up and down. She was having so much fun. We held hands and jumped up and down together. I could see her staring at my body too. “Sandy, I’d really love to kiss you. May I?” “Of course.” We stood on the trampoline and I placed my lips on hers. We kissed softly, while I pushed my tongue through her lips. My tongue explored her mouth, while I placed my hands on her perky breasts..