He left the room without a word. Rosa stood staring at the door he had gone through, squeezingher legs together as her pussy tingled at the thought of...what was coming. He came back with alength of cord in his hand. He sat down on a chair and motioned her to him.Rosa walked slowly over and stood in front of him. He grinned, took hold of her arm and turnedher so she was facing away from him. Rosa felt him pul her arms behind her, then felt him tie herwrists together. Rosa's pussy was almost. It still worked as a spatula, so they kept it. I'm glad I had it." But ... a spatula!" the detective said, shaking his head."Detective O'Connell, I've been a police officer's wife for nearly thirty years," Collette said. "In that time I have been subjected to more self defense classes than I could shake a stick at. Everyone gets worried about the poor defenseless policeman's wife. I don't know if you're married or not, but let me tell you something. Women are not defenseless. If I hadn't had. ”“I’m not in a hurry to meet my maker, and I’d hate for Oscar to be messed up.”Our food arrived and put paid to further conversation.He didn’t take me straight home. We passed Monsall Head, and detoured from the straight route to visit Eyam, the Plague village. It was necessary to park Oscar and wander round.“Thank you for this,” I told Rob. “I’ve read about Eyam and the plague.” Yes, I’m an archaeologist, and my speciality area is prehistory, but I was a historian first and the tale of the. The sergeant's voice cut through the quiet conversation. "And who would this Rupert be sir?" He didn't seem angry David was relieved to notice, just weighing up the situation."Well God bless you with tits and stockings Sergeant! You have cut right to the nub of the mission! This here," he said, grandly gesturing towards David, "is non of your fucking business! Call him Agent bloody X OK?" Josh was enjoying himself, and the squad — or stick, as David learned later, enjoyed the banter between.