U: if you are ok anything for you.R: let us see.I felt her pussy was getting wet by our talks and I asked her about her pussy watering she just smiled...affirmatively so I took this as a she agreeing and I went and knocked on that man’s door who’s name also I didn’t know he opened the door and welcomed me and when I went inside I was astonished to see the beauty of his wife she was just sitting there and smiling at me and he had told everything about us and she asked about her shouting and all. With all the other disciplinary actions in your jacket, I've already spoken to the Chief of Detectives," he sneered, "and he is letting me fire you. You have brought enough disrepute on this department and I will, frankly, be more than glad to see you gone. Come to my office and turn in your badge and weapon."I grinned and stepped into his personal space, quietly addressing him. "You talk a lot of shit, Captain Jordan, but since it's just me and you, let's cut the crap. You hate my kind. You. She was actually more concerned over her secrets from her parents than she was about being harmed by the pair of losers who had deprived her of her freedom. In her eyes, the less she had to do with the prosecution of the kidnappers, the better it would be for her. All she really wanted was to put the whole thing behind her and never mention it again if at all possible.PC Johnson was wise enough to sense what was running through The Borrowed Girl's head and smart enough to keep her mouth shut. Both of them wore a conglomerate of uniforms and armor pieces.The older Dai wore his crudely made Clan glyph attached to a home-made harness across the chest like the broad armor plated straps all Dai Warriors wore.He bowed before Har-Hi his fists crossed before his chest. The gesture I knew was called the Urst-Thanar and only done if a Dai Warrior accepted the supremacy of another and declared himself a servant and follower.While I watched them I realized how much I already knew about the Dai.