The scotch was now ringing the dinner bell for Mister Hyde rather loudly and I eyed her intently as she watched the TV. I finished taking off my suit ...nd draped it over the footboard of the bed. She remained silent as I walked over to her. She just looked up at me clutching the pillow tightly to her chest as she propped herself up on her elbows.“Turn over,” I demanded in a soft but deep voice.She rolled over on to her back with her head hanging over the edge of the bed. I tossed aside the. Annoyed that I had ruined her day.I radioed in to dispatch. “Another one?” the dispatcher answered. “Are you ever getting to your duty station, Cindy?”“They keep speeding by my daughter’s school,” I answered back. “I got her at 51 on my radar gun.” It was a lie. But I was good at estimating how fast someone was driving. You spend over a decade pulling people over and it becomes a well-honed skill.“I’ll let the sheriffs know,” dispatch said, “to put more patrols on Ainsworth if there is a. "What if, instead of looking at people, you live that experience," Scarlett suggested."What do you mean?" You'll never see the whole story from up here. Call it... call it a little role play." Okaaaayyyy..." May still hadn't fully figured out what Scarlett was meaning.Scarlett then stood up and tugged on the hem of her skin-tight dress to pull it an extra inch down over her thighs. She walked around to the other side of May. When she sat down beside her, she could feel the soft flesh around. Last time I had seen her she was at least 50 pounds heavier and now she didn't look that much older than I did. The weight loss had done wonders for her figure but it didn't stop there. She had a different way about her. She was more confident and much more sexual.She blushed a little and said "Thanks Ryan, you look like you are doing well too. Do you young men want a beer to go with the hockey?" She almost sounded flirty, but I must be imagining things."Sure. That would be great." I was.