Es ist nicht nur das Überwachen des Verkehrs mit Anhalten und Strafzettel verteilen, auch wenn das viele glauben, es gehört auch dazu, Anzeigen aufz...nehmen. Anzeigen wie vermisste Kinder oder verlorene Sachen, Anzeigen wie irgendwelche bösen Dinge, die irgendwer irgendwem antat oder angetan haben sollte.Es gehört dazu aber auch, man muss irgendwelchen Leuten helfen in diversen Lagen, seien sie nun gefährlich oder nicht. Man fährt viel draußen rum und sitzt noch mehr im Büro auf der Wache. Und. True to her word, Clara arrived an hour later with 3 men, they were all in their 40's but they were blind."And you said they know we're blind and don't care?" Said one."Yes, Stephen, they're a little shy and self conscious but they're just interested in your dicks." Replied Clara as she led them in."These are my friends, they were in an accident and lost their sight but from walking in on each of them jerking off at some point in the hostel I can tell you they all have functioning cocks." . She stopped rubbing her ankle at the sound. She knew whom it was without having to turn around—HIM. His voice had filled her head for weeks with visions of how he could just look at her and turn her legs to mush. Just thinking about him would set her heart racing, but she didn’t know how he felt about her, if he even felt anything at all. Just as she thought that, he leaned down and rubbed her ankle for her. She was sure her heart stopped beating at that touch. She was sure the world stopped. A noise snaps us back to reality and I see your shadow withdraw quietly and swiftly from the room. I sense an air of disappointment that lingers a moment. I wonder how much of it was real. It was so dream-like that when we talk the next morning, I can't get a feel for if it had happened as I imagined, or not. We talk about normal things, have a few more laughs, and like a thousand times before, we move on with the day. As I say good-bye, and thanks, I look in your eyes for a hint of.