She sighed as her mind automatically took her back to the cluttered break-ins in the file back on her desk. “Jesus, I just wish I could solve this c...se already, and move on to something bigger, better!” Sighing again, she bent at the waist to stretch her back, groaning in contentment as the muscles lengthened and gave her some relief. “I can give you that.” Flipping around, her hand rested on the butt of her service revolver as she looked for the source of the male voice. “Who’s there?” “I am. The fresher is through the door."I walked into the kitchen and pulled out a few light meals packs for lunch, "Simon? I need the plans for Duke Tremble's estate and any other building he may own."I turned a few minutes later when the two girls walked in naked. I looked at their bodies as Yasmine and Mia caressed my chest, "did you need us to fuck you?"I had bought them mostly to get them away and licked my lips. Mia smiled, "you are nervous."I nodded and she caressed my cheek, "you are not as. Although Fred could take off for intricate diversions, he usually found a way to bring them back home, sometimes disguising the motif with syncopated rhythms that eventually melted back to the familiar.Four o’clock came and went; Fred chose not to remind her of the time. At one point it seemed as if they had been playing non-stop for an hour, mixing duets with solos, changing styles, keys, and rhythms. When they were both playing again, Fred caught her eyes, intentionally blatting a sour note. ” As if he were in the next room. She had to climb over me to get to the phone, but I made sure I slid a little with her so I was still under her when she picked up the phone. He tits were in my face as she answered with a soft hello. “hi baby, how are you doing…no, I was sleeping but it’s ok…I was tired so I came to bed…I had a really great time…Jim was very nice…he took good care of me.” While she was talking I had my face buried in her tits and my hands were rubbing and grabbing at her.