I knew what went on in places like this but I wasn't sure how it worked exactly. I had heard that horny men came here and went into these booths and o...her men gave them blowjobs. I wasn't sure how it was determined who was going to do what to whom. In our case, however, I didn't think that would be a problem.I went into the next booth that I came to. I pulled Inga in after me and shut the door. There was a faint light coming from the small TV but it wasn't much. I felt around and found the slot. He came in, and sat on her bed, pulling her hand into his own. He detected a scent of muskiness in the room but paid no attention to it at first. "I am truly sorry, Sarah. You shouldn't have had to have witnessed what you did today. I feel awful about it." Sarah's heart was hammering and her face hot thinking how close she had come to her dad seeing her hand buried inside her pussy to the hilt. He had the hand that was just inside her in his own! She hadn't had even the time to clean it off!. I put tokens into the machine and we tuned in some hot porn that caught her attention. Quickly removing her dress so I could play with her wonderful body, she was hot and was all over me. In the booths on either side of us I heard the doors close, which was quite predictable. I am sure Sydney was going to attract a lot of attention. I then showed Sydney that there were holes in the walls and that guys were on the other side watching her. She was a bit startled at first, but being a bit. Sharples’s name immediately came up. He was working in Midtown then, and the pattern started repeating again. First Vice, then some rumors, then their Major Crimes division. This time there was less scandal, and maybe he knew I was on his trail. Then he was hired by your Police Force, though I have no idea why.’ ‘Did the name ‘Robert Brownlee’ ever come in association with Sharples?’ I asked. ‘No.’ said Reubens. ‘I don’t recall that name at all.’ ‘He’s the Deputy Chief here, and hired.