”I kept my eyes on the two standing and I saw a flicker of a smile cross both of their faces. It was brief but it was there.“Of course,” the man...beside me said after a heavy sigh. “That’s Detective Second Grade John Groden and Detective First Grade Vanessa Appleby. I’m Jeff Crimmens, commander of the Major Case Squad.”“Bully for you,” I said. I wiped my slimy hand on the sheet and extended it to the pair that was standing. Each moved forward to shake it. I saw the commander shift for his turn. That was even truer with the Cupid mask, which was a real barrier to any kind of male refractory period. I humped my little sister Jeanette with a fury and caressed her derriere while smiling at the scene of so many women who I loved eating each other out.“I love all of my brothers, but you are definitely my favorite, Charles!” Jeanette told me breathlessly as I reamed her with serious vigor.“Oh, really?” I asked her with some surprise.“Certainly, at least now. I don’t know who was my favorite. ." You muttered, eyes sweeping my form. "And wipe that grin off your face, before I do..." You pat me on the cheek, a little harder than we both know is needed, but I turn, and stop smiling, well almost. Your hands run over my neck, my shoulders down my back and end up cupping my ass. You squeeze, just hard enough to hurt. Down the outside of my thighs, over my calves and to my ankles. One hand leaves to push me gently down, mid back and then returns pulling me closer. Your jeans burn the skin. "Welcome to Columbia, ma'am," he said with a gentle smile.Winnie smiled back. "I'm really in Columbia?" Yes ma'am," he replied. "I'll get your bags down in just a moment."Winnie watched the driver remove boxes and such including a large mail bag, a metal box, and her bag. A couple of men from the brick building rushed out and grabbed the metal box while a young boy took the mail bag. Winnie stepped over to her bag when the driver said, "Need some help with that ma'am?" Well, actually, I'm.