After a minute I said, "Dammit, Sabrina, who said you could sit?" I walked to her, "Grind your hips and take your clothes off."She looked properly sco...ded and reached for the clasp of her bra. She held the cups to her for several movements and finally let it down on the night table. I pointed to her panties and she removed them while rotating her hips. I was already as hard as a post.As she dropped her panties on the table, I said, "Lie face down on the bed in the center." I looked at her. " Me too." Good," she said."Yeah." Maybe, you know. Maybe later we can … whatever?" That would be great," I said, smiling as she walked out the door. She wanted it casual, I thought. Good. I can do that. I will just wait to tell her I am madly in love with her.***All hot girls have clothes they wear that they think makes them look not hot. Maybe it is a baseball cap or a t-shirt or a pair of old panties. I am not sure how they got it in their mind that mere clothing can somehow mask their. Sydney, AgainThe two AFP officers are still on duty because their shift had started only an hour or so before Matt’s call came in. One notices they’ve an email so he opens it to read it. He can’t believe what he sees. He turns to his partner, “You won’t believe this shit. We’ve got an ID on Puff already. The Commander’s been contacted and given the name. He has it in a classified record to be accessed only if he feels we need to in following up on a clear criminal matter with the guy. No record. It was already opened and a bottle of my ex's favorite wine was missing. Instead of getting mad, I just laughed. Denise was Denise.I poured myself a drink and walked into my bedroom. I wasn't really tired yet, but I thought it would be nice to relax on my bed and maybe catch a ballgame. I put on the television and started undressing."Are you out there?" I heard my ex-wife's voice cry from my bathroom. I shook my head. I should have guessed that she'd still be here."How's the hot tub?" I called.