”“Good.” He hit a button on his phone and said, “Ask Creighton to come back in.”A couple of minutes later the black officer returned. “Gri..., this is Patrolman Creighton Matthews. Creighton, this is Graham Reaper. He’ll be applying for an admin assistant slot. Take him to the break room and get him a pen. If he has any questions, give him a hand.”“Yes, sir.”“Graham, good luck.”That was my cue to leave. I stood up and shook the captain’s hand, and then followed Matthews out. We went down a short. With that, she went back to sucking, this time sucking my balls hard as she stroked my cock. I lowered my head and started to lap up her juices from her pussy. She was saturated from listening to my story. I got my arm behind her thigh and rolled her up so I could tongue fuck her asshole. MMMM, she hadn’t washed yet, and it tasted acrid, bitter and yummy. I let her leg down and slowly sucked her swollen, thumb-sized clit in to my mouth. Sensually I rolled my tongue around it as I sucked it up. "Thanks!" I say sarcastically. "Did you know I got my ass kicked becauseof that note?" I ask her."It's just a note," she says, "You're kidding." Well, I had the nightie on under my clothes," I remind her. "Thanksagain, by the way." Sorry..." she mutters."Anyhow," I proceed, "the guys were teasing and shit about my mommy andstuff," I explain. "Anyhow, they figured out the nightie under my clothesand tortured me. Caleb even beat the shit out of me. He thinks I'm gayand a full-fledged tranny." No. "You know the Marquis of Saint-Meran died a few days after he had set out on his journey to Paris, and the marchioness a few days after her arrival?" Yes," said Monte Cristo, "I have heard that; but, as Claudius said to Hamlet, 'it is a law of nature; their fathers died before them, and they mourned their loss; they will die before their children, who will, in their turn, grieve for them.'" But that is not all." Not all!" No; they were going to marry their daughter"--"To M. Franz d'Epinay. Is.