“The girls have heard all this before. In fact, it’s one of the reasons they are so heavily involved with martial arts.”With that statement, Rob...n began to weep. Weepy women, that’s just what Pete needed, but he hugged her to him and asked, “What’s this all about?”“I’m becoming La Belle Dame sans Merci! I’ve been using you, and it’s not fair.” Robyn wailed, “I want to go so bad, and I can’t without a Hero. I should have been born with a dick, and now I’ve ruined it all.” She buried her face in. Is there any reason you would deny my request?" asked Detective Cook."Well, yeah! Because I can. Because I don't want a bunch of strangers wandering around my house. Because the floors are clean and I want to keep them that way or my wife will give me hell when she gets up," I responded. "How about them reasons?" "How about I haul your ass down to headquarters and question you for five or six hours while my colleagues obtain a search warrant and go over your clean house with a fucking fine. Am I right?"The decurion tapped his PDA and Corporal Simon Zachary Grigorian's initial CAP score of 6.5, along with his subscores, appeared on an oversized screen on the far wall.The major let out a low whistle. "And you got all that from his eyes?" That and his nonverbal cues," I replied. "They're tough for people to keep a lid on all the time."Standing up, I walked over to the screen. Something was bothering me, so I tapped two subscores and enlarged them. "I'd imagine an empathy score in. "We should probably do something about this, too," I said, tugging on his very hard dick. "You know what? I did my research as well." Ah, yes. You mentioned that. Did you find anything interesting?" Well, there's this girl-on-top thing," I said impishly. "That sounded like fun."He grinned, and spun away from me, off of his side to end up lying flat on his back with his dick sticking up in the air like a flagpole. "Don't let me stop you!"Well, what do you think I did? Straddled him, of.