Oh, and one last thing. I think you should thank Ricky fortaking care of your wife for you tonight. That seems like the rightthing to do. Go ahead."...icky was clearly confused and my heart was breaking as I looked up atRicky and said, "Please allow me to buy all your drinks tonight as athank you for taking care of my wife for me. Please have fun and thankyou." You're so sweet baby. Now be ready for me when I get home because Iknow I'll be very horny. I'll see you back home. Take a cab home. Forty-seven-year-old German Inspector Anja Krause was divorced and had an eighteen-year-old son. She had shoulder-length, copper-colored hair, large, full breasts and freckles on her cleavage. The woman had a few extra pounds on her hips, buttocks, and thighs, but was physically fit and agile.Anja looked around. The police station, a low building consisting of only one room, did not appeal to her. Two cells were divided with steel bars, there were only seven chairs, two desks and no computer.. “Okay. What services are running?” DOCF(J, TPCONTROL) she typed. Twenty-four lines came up this time, rather more than she had expected, but one of them caused her to smile in relief. She was in the right place. Good.DUD(SV) was her next command. Four lines scrolled up, showing all the services associated with the current user. She looked at the name of one, SEC2, then typed DSVD(SEC2) to give her details of that specific service. The second line read ‘LONG ANNOTATION’ followed by a short gap. "Did you come here often, when Grandfather was alive," I thought to her conversationally.Before she could respond, Pricilla came in with a tea cart, asking Missus Nancy how she took her tea. She brought me a glass of what looked like fruit juice. After she left, Nancy looked at me."You're like him, aren't you?" she asked me directly."I don't know, Nancy. I never met him. Why don't you tell me about him?" I thought to her.She considered it for a moment, but she was excited about the possibility.