And I want some balsam fir poles.”“Need the time away?”“Finding out who I am.”“That I can understand.”“I’ll be out as soon as I can ...alk. But I need to make other calls.”“They’ll be ready when you are.”“That’s three Cheyenne eighteens. Right?”“Cheyenne? You didn’t specify Cheyenne.”“Sorry about that.”“Let me look.”She was off the line for about two minutes. While I waited, I asked Connie about the price Mr. K was asking.“It sounded steep to me. But what do I know,” She said, “Seven hundred. With and evil grin onher face Jenny stood up and walked over and began putting Officer Michelle'sclothes on. She started with her bra and panties then her navy blue pantsand blue uniform shirt finally putting back on her gunbelt and assortmentsas well and her hat. Michelle in the mean time was just coming around from her littlenap as Jenny the now former inmate helped a sluggish Michelle to her feetand over to the finger printing table. She took Michelle's shaky handsand quickly made her. At least for now.I took the egg and put it in between my pussy lips and made sure it was touching on my clit. I finished getting dressed and headed to work, making sure to stick the remote in my purse before I left.I knew today would be a long day because I was already feeling the effects of my new toy in between my legs and it wasn't even on yet.Just before I got out of the car for work I hit the button once on the remote and started a low buzzing in my pants. I started to second guess what I. They use me for my lust and for my looks, and then they ditch me. I am nothing to them — just a hole they can fill up. No one ever asks me about my hobbies and dreams. But who am I k**ding, no one even asks for my name…Would it surprise you if I told you, I love the sex part? The sweat, the moaning, the dirty talking—all of it! Even some things that normal people will consider gross, I enjoy. One example — my partner spitting in my mouth.Something else I’ve never admitted to my ther****t.