"Hey, Molly." Jake saw that despite the smile, she was tired. She hid it well, but he noticed the slight dark circles under her eyes, and the way she...didn't talk quite so much. Even her smile seemed a little dimmer, which tugged at him a bit. "Long shift?" Jake asked, and she nodded, rubbing a hand over her eyes. She looks adorable, Jake thought. With her teddy bear top and her hair in a pony tail held by a silver scrunchie, she looked like she was ready to curl up with a blanket and drop off. ’ said Chief Bennett after we chit-chatted about Washington and the funeral. ‘I had a really good chance to observe them and talk to them without you here. The murders were solved quickly, and were pretty straightforward. This bullshit about the Burke tapes has been more of a problem.’ ‘Yes sir.’ I said. ‘I haven’t had a chance to review the murder case, though.’ ‘Speaking of that,’ said the Chief, ‘Brownlee is pushing for a medal for Sharples. I’d like for you to give me an opinion on that. What could I do? All I could think of at that moment was to get out of these female clothes and back into my male clothes and try and talk to her. Well this, of course, proved extremely difficult. When, eventually, she calmed a little, the only sort of reply I managed to get from her, was, 'Why?' and 'You're a queer aren't you?' and things like that." Well, are you?" Am I what?" Queer, homosexual, call it what ever you like?" Certainly not." So you're not interested in men, then?" No, I never. By now she was tugging my cock and she sighed, “Fuck me, please.”With this approval, I shoved my cock between her legs and rubbed the head along her slit. She groaned and gasped at the searing moment of penetration and I slowly moved my hips, easing my cock in and out of her welcoming sheath.Another low moan escaped her as I delighted in fucking her on this balcony overlooking the breathtaking scenery. At that moment, she turned her head — and yes, I was fucking Carole, not Sally. She gave me a.