And the Chief has already brought this up with me. I kind of had the feeling he and ‘Coldiron’ talked informally about it, and that’s okay. But ...here are two problems. One is that the Council, even our friends on it, don’t want to reinstate the Captain of Uniformed Officers slot. The second problem is that it might give Brownlee a crack to slide into in his efforts to get back on the Police Force.’ ‘Oh God, him again…’ Cindy said, a scowl marring her ruggedly pretty face. ‘Yep.’ I said. ‘I. I didn't know what to say to her. I still wasn't sure it wasn't just a crazy dream or something. When we got to my house I had her sit on the sofa as I made coffee and I asked if she had k**s. She laughed and said "No why?" Then "Oh! The milk!" so it wasn't a dream. "I love having my tits rubbed and I do it alot. That started my milk some time ago and I just keep it going now." she explained. "I even drink the milk myself!" I could feel my face go flesh. I stuttered as I asked "What made you. Her hand slid across her belly and slipped into her panties. From his viewpoint Woody could see her moving around under the material of her bikini. I let her suck me for a few minutes until I heard the moan that indicated she was getting to the explosive stage. "Okay, stand up."She pulled off of my shaft reluctantly, and stood with her hand still in her panties. She made sure to face Woody's door so he could see her barely covered breasts and what she was doing to herself. I heard a low moan. ”“Goodbye, Commander.” No sooner had my hand left the glass, then the red light illuminated once more, and another sigil flashed. This one was also from Bentius, and it was a symbol I recognized immediately. I stared at it for minutes, hoping it would go away, but it just stayed there. Somewhere, across forests, fields, hills, towns and cities, there was a woman with her finger on the glass, waiting for me to answer the call—no, expecting me to. It was my duty, after all, to answer that call..