My uncle’s secretary came out and called me over with her finger and told me, “Mike, Joe wants you to run down this list of loan sharks to see who...had their hooks into Detective Raymond’s ass and who they were working for to blackmail him at the same time. He wants you to take Patrolwoman Nunez with you because she is the only one he trusts to keep the information under wraps. But he also told me to tell you to keep your paws off her pretty ass because he is real friendly with her mom and. ..” Jess thought some more. “Well, we have to invite the other Maid of Honor, too.” She jerked her head in my direction.“Absolutely!” Emma agreed.Up to that point, I’d been sitting off to the side, mostly ignoring them as I idly scrolled through Facebook on my phone. But the mention of “Maid of Honor” caused me to look up.“Hey,” I began. “I don’t want to intrude on your girls-night-out. I can sit this one out.”“Oh, no. I don’t think so,” Jess said, shaking her head slowly. “I’m going to chat. It wasn't as cute as his ass, but, then again, what was?He was detumescent. Isn't that a lovely sounding word?When you read the classics of erotic literature, you read detumescent, rather than limp. I'm not uneducated.I may have been shallow and lazy, but I do read and I have a fine mind. Vocabulary was never a problem.Jeff was eighteen, and in what should be his sexual prime. I had little doubt that I could coax him to tumesce. I could induce him to become turgid. I had no doubt about my. Tracey didn’t need to look sad. She already was sad and looked up at him with a pitiful puppy dog look. Her eyes were now reddened with tears. “Perfect!” He smiled with a wicked look on his lips.He flicked off his shoes and pulled off one of his mouldy looking socks. Leaning down he kissed Tracey on the lips shoving his tongue down her throat. But pulling out he stuffed the sock into her mouth as deep as it could go. Tracey gagged, her face wincing at the flavour. “Nasty!” One teenager.