All in all, life sucks.The day started off like any other. I strolled into work to check the court schedule. The day editor, Sue, flagged me over.Sue ...as a short redhead with a petite body and legs to die for. She was an older woman, but she hid her age well. I still find it hard to believe she has a teenage son."This woman keeps calling for you," she said. "She won't leave her name or number, she just keeps asking for 'the guy who does the police reports.'"I got so sick of her calling that I. Her full C cup breasts, her slender waist and the part of her he loved so much, her hips and great looking ass."How's your job?" she asked reaching to light a cigarette and was a bit taken when he lit it and held it to her lips. "Thank you," she whispered with a hint of joy, hoping the love they once shared would somehow find its way back.He took a deep draw from the cigarette, enjoying the taste of her sexy lips. "It's ok. After the New Year, I'm looking for a new one," he said reaching the. In a few minutes, that girl, got up and walked over to me and asked me if I could talk with her. So, I got up and we went just a few yards away and she said, "Amanda told me about the pictures you took of her." She did?" I asked rather astonished that she would tell anyone about it."Yeah, she said how good you are as a photographer, that she'd seen the shots on your camera and they were really good." Oh, that's nice, yeah, she seemed to like them." Well, it's Alan, right, your name?" she asked. Pale skin, rosy cheeks, piercing gren eyes, raven-black hair and noble features. She was on the curvy side, just as I liked my women. She was also demure, tacftful and considerate - she had told me she had a relatively priveleged upbringing, but she was never the kind to be stuck up or have a sense of entitlement. I rather fancied Rachel, and we had flirted often while working together. But I had always got the impression that Rachel was much too prim and proper to get involved in anything with.