Mr. Reihnholt offered the officers a seat in the living room; “I take it from the expression on your face, that this is not just a social call. Som...thing happened last night, didn’t it?” Sgt. Lomack sat down, removing his hat, “I guess you didn’t have your scanner on last night?” Mr. Reihnholt shook his head, “Was busy working on some papers for the sale I got interrupted in yesterday, plus I figured nothing would happen so soon.” Sgt. Lomack looked around, “Before I get down to matters,. I lay down on the bed stark naked, and let him stimulate me as he had many times before. One finger inside my pussy rubbed my G-spot; and his other hand masturbated my clit just right. I spread my legs as far as possible, and closed my eyes while thinking dirty thoughts. I imagined him plunging his dick into me and fucking me silly. I pinched my nipples. I started to sweat. I felt the orgasm coming, and made Rick stop for a few minutes. I was breathing really hard. He stimulated me some more,. . you're a bartender?" Was a bartender." She corrected him and with a weak smile went on to explain. "My father, sister and two brothers are drunks, so I thought I'd stay the hell away from it. Bartending serves as a daily reminder of how devastating it can be." She hugged her knees close to her.Warren studied her. He thought she looked like a little girl in the pose."So how 'bout a Perrier or a Coke, I'm thirsty and hate to drink in front of company?"She kicked off her shoes, and Warren said,. He kind of looked at me strange and then said something that totally caught me off guard. “Arthur I have noticed something about that has caught my attention,” he said. “What would that be,?“ I responded? “You have gay tendencies,” he said. Wow, I was flabbergasted, as I had no gay thoughts that I ever knew of. “Why in the world would you say that?” I asked. “I just know these things about young men,” he responded. “Well this time you are wrong,” I said. “I’m not gay nor do I have gay.