“We don’t actually do this professionally, but a friend needed our help, and we do have the training. The only paperwork we have is our passports ...f you need to see those.”He nodded and said he would need identification from all of us for the reports. As he collected our ids, another officer came over, and the ambulance arrived. “Sir, detective Sanpori is on his way down. I gave him a quick rundown, and he requested a pair of officers on the suspect until he’s moved into the prison. “Oh-- I’m soo sorry...am I interrupting ?”“ Sandra insisted on trying out the cross as our first customer Connie.”Connie smiled and stopped long enough to turn the dead bolt lock on the door so we wouldn’t be disturbed. Opening the gym bag she first took out a couple of red hair bands and secured hers and Sandra’s long black hair up high in a ponytail. Her ample boobs were rubbing against Sandra’s as she spoke.“In here -- I’m in charge...if I’m not here Donna is in charge..are you clear on. Usne usse pehle apni pic bhi share ni ki thi. Usne mjhe vishal megamart pe milne ko bulaya tha. Mai waha uska wait kr raha tha. Vo aayi to call kiya. Just mere peeche hi khadi thi vo. Mai uske paas aaya n usko hello bola. Uska figr ekdm dhasu tha. Bade bade boobs n uska cleavage dikh raha tha. Mnn to kiya k uske sath wahi suru ho jau but control krna pada, bohot saare log the. Usne kaha k jaldi se ghar le chalo koi dekh lega. Maine bhi jyada late ni kiya n satak se apni skooty bhagai n direct. Not drunk, but not entirely sober either."Uh..." I started to say, but couldn't think of any reason to get out of doing it. Besides, the memory of her panties outlined by the curly hair made me curious, if not uncomfortable.When I went in, she was lying back, her eyes closed, glass of wine in her hand. Her knees were propped up, spread wide against each side of the tub.My eyes most likely bulged half out of my head. I stood frozen, staring at her. When I think back, I wonder if she kept her.