"Not me, I don't deal with the press, that's the Captain's deal. He plays with the politics, I do the cop work." He watched as he picked up his sample..., putting them back in their folders, cleaning up his space. "As soon as possible, Jean?" You got it," he said, picking up his case and heading out of the room.Gabe's eyes narrowed, staring blindly at the dull gray wall. He could almost feel the collar, the satisfaction he would derive from putting this one behind bars for the rest of his life.. But, Will, oh, my, he was hard always.And during the time Jack and Amanda were away, I was all over my son for sex. Not that he's shy, oh, no, after we became comfortable with each other and that he knew I would always be ready for sex when he was, he never held back, what was the case now was that we were both in a sexual frenzy for each other and just never had our hands off each other.Not only was our sex frequent, it was getting better all the time. Will was a good student, both in school. Nothing was going to happen for at least an hour, so I got on the bicycle and rode it into town for breakfast/brunch. I hate that word it sounds so pretentious. Mr.BJ's was anything but pretentious. It was in need of an oil change on the walls, but the food was exceptional. I ate my biscuit with sweat iced tea chaser on one of his stone tables. Using concrete picnic table might not be the most clean looking thing, but it sure cut down on thefts. I mean one of them had to weight at least three. It slowly began to lengthen an move. Her eyes were on my cock and when she saw my reaction to just looking at her body, she smiled. "It looks like some life is still left in that thing yet!", Dianne said as she reached for my maleness. Taking the sticky and re- juvenated throbbing member in her right hand, she began to stroke me off again. "Let me clean this up for you", was all that I heard as she stood up, turned and headed for the sink. She was a very beautiful young woman. As she walked.