"I want you to know that the only reason you're standing here in uniform is because you referred the Fetterman woman to a psychiatrist when she though... you were her boyfriend," said the chief. The commissioner was standing, leaning against a wall, with his arms folded. He was impatient, because he'd been here for over two hours and had other matters to attend to. But it didn't show. He just appeared to be ... watching. Bob wondered what kind of man would want to be there to watch the. That broad hand resettled on his thighand gave it a squeeze. Bert didn't know what to do. He definitely didn'twant to risk having Derrick touch his hidden privates. The broad-chestedman's other arm went around Bert's shoulders and he held him close.Hoping to buy precious minutes by distracting him, Bert leaned againstthat solid body and awkwardly put his hand on Derrick's knee."That's a good start, honey," Derrick said, amused by Bert's reluctance,perhaps thinking it was just an act, "but. I led him back to the bathrooms just like I had the twins before and once inside his clothes came off rather quickly. What do you wanna do? I asked. I dont care as long as it feels good! he answered. I picked the naked little guy up and sat him on the counter like I had the twins last time and spread his legs and sank my mouth down around his stiff little cock. He moaned in delight as I tongue flicked the tip of his pecker. I sure did miss having fun with him so I figured I would try to make up. Then they are swooping down, grabbing at her hands and lifting them into the air. Mercy feels a pull and is suddenly taken aback by the strength they seem to possess.Mercy is pulled forward, much to her surprise, and deposited on the other side of the log. She falls face first into a pool of mud. It takes a moment for her to reorient herself, but when she does she is angry. Mercy spits out a mouthful of mud and says angrily, “What the fuck was that all about?”The fairy creatures, seeming only.