A sublime, rapturous pleasurespread from my nipples and out through my body, a deliciously passiveeagerness for more, and I told her so. I understood...why women loved thatsensation. I wanted more of it, to learn even more about things women careabout. The things she cared about."Would you be willing to be my girlfriend sometimes?" she asked mecasually, as if expecting me to object. "To dress and behave likeone? At least every Friday night, like tonight? So I can comehome to my girlfriend. We now had to wait for the casualties to have names.The prosecutor who was trying my prisoners was hounding me for the reports of what happened the day of the bank robbery. I couldn't see why he needed such detail, but then he was new and inexperienced. This was the first case he had where there were people who died in the commission of a crime. He didn't want to foul it up. I went back and rewrote my reports and handed them over to him.It took an extra day, because one of the eyewitnesses was. Do it!" She breathed."You want me to fuck you?" Yes, just do it!"Pete stepped back, and dropped his pants. As preparation, he wore no underwear. "Oh God!" Michelle noticed his roughly 9 inch cock. Pete pressed his cock against her panties, against the indentation of her cunt."Do it!" She cried again. Her tears were streaming down her cheeks now.Pete smiled. "No. Undo your panties." What? No. Just do it!" she wailed. Somehow, if HE fucked her, it wouldn't be so bad."Undo your panties."She. Loved. I hadn't felt loved in a long time." I think that was the first inkling, but I wasn't admitting it to myself yet. What happened after that was that I got to know him better and better. Everything I saw, I liked, you know?"They talked a little about how their relationship had developed, and what the first three-plus years were like."It sounds almost idyllic, Sophia," Mary commented."Yeah, it was." OK, so you have this wonderful relationship with this wonderful guy. You come out here, and.