I had been there before but wanted to see it one last time before the power was lost and a lack of maintenance made the sights suffer.I had decided to...skip the White House and the Capitol on this trip. I wanted to see the memorials and the Smithsonian. I stopped near the museum after looking at and walking around the Washington Monument and the Lincoln and Jefferson Memorials. I figured a day or two for the Smithsonian and, even then, I might not see everything. I found a parking lot that could. That was because I was so excited to have been really involved in the Austin girl's murder investigation.In order to get into the mood, I relived the night with James and Simon. I almost called them, but it was early afternoon, they would most likely be out lifting a car or serving a divorce summons. Whenever I felt my job was crap, I thought of James and Simon. I would hate to do what they did for a living on their best day ever.It was hard to concentrate on the sexual experience we had. "Mmmm i going to cum" Davina shouted as i felt her cock go even deeper into me as the speed of her thrusts increased again. "Fuck me you bastard" Sarah urged "give me your cum NOW" she shouted at me. That took me over the edge and in a sweating mass of three bodies i released spurt after spurt of hot sticky saltiness into her cunt as Davina filled me with copious amounts of her own cum. As Sarah came on my cock i thought she had pissed the bed but she laughed and said "i always cum like that. "Your waitress. That is why they wear a name tag, so you know who is serving you."I looked at the silver haired waitress who had her hair up in a beehive as she served another patron pie from behind the counter. I was not going to second guess the magnificent creature in front of me who surely was going to haunt my dreams, sleeping or not."Do you want me to get up?"Taking off her long brown rain coat and gold and orange gossamer scarf which see folded in half before lying on the bench across.