The policeman shrugged again, his eyes not leaving her breasts.Poppy rummaged in her handbag and brought out her smokes and lighter."You can't smoke i... here," the cop grunted, still leering at her tits.Poppy looked at him and thought he was about a carton of Winston's, acase of bourbon and four Philly cheesesteaks away from his first heartattack. She decided to help him along the way.Poppy unbuttoned the top two buttons of her blouse, exposing her flimsylace bra which barely covered her. I don't know how long I could do that or if I wanted to again, but at the minimum it was an experience and I was a bit smug as well, knowing I got another woman off. I started to feel real good from the oral I was getting and started my own grinding. That's when Carrie stopped and moved away from me. That was odd. I wanted her to continue. Carrie asked if I liked that and I quickly responded I sure did. She asked if I wanted to be licked more. I guess it was pretty easy to see I wanted. I filled up and rode serenely out to the airpark. It was a very nice ride, with much less traffic, since it was early Saturday morning.I was there just before eight, possibly an hour early. I thought I might check out the planes some more, but when I signed in at the operations building, an older guy that identified himself as the teacher said, "I think everyone is probably going to be here by eight fifteen, so we can start early and learn more. You're the one who wants to try for the test. .." It's no bother at all, I promise."Lynne thought it over, "Okay then. Thanks."After Meechele left, Lynne called Trevor into her office, "Well, I seem to still have all my clothes on ... I told you there was nothing to worry about."She made a point of not telling him about the perfume."We'll see," he sniffed.Lynne and Meechele met on a semi-weekly basis to talk about their departments, commiserate about work and gradually got to know each other. Meechele was an army brat, had lived all over.