Und es war wirklich so, selbst Betrunkene und aufmüpfige Jugendliche waren viel umgänglicher.Als ich mich nach dem ersten Einsatz umzog sprach ich m...t meinem Kollegen darüber und auch er war der Meinung, es hatte noch nie eine so unkomplizierte Streife gegeben wie dieses Mal.Ich ging noch in einen Biergarten, wo mir ein sympathischer junger Mann einen Drink spendierte, wow. Es war der Typ auf den ich stand, schon als er mir von weitem zuprostete hatte ich ein Kribbeln im Bauch, Schmetterlinge. She was in her late 30’s so a bit older than me with shoulder length hair and long legs that just kept going. She was in pretty good shape as well with the best feature being her ass and her tits. They were natural (as far as I could tell) and were just FINE! Well, anyway, she was married but that didn’t mean I couldn’t look, right? I worked with her a bit thru the week but not a whole lot. I was crouched over my desk and working away when I heard someone in the break room. I looked up and saw. I rooted aroundin the fridge and grabbed an apple. I leaned on the counter. He spoke tome without turning towards me. "Son, I don't know why you did that. Maybe it's because you missyour sister, or whatever. It's just you looked so much like Jennifer?"He trailed off, then took a swig of his beer. I decided to speak up. "Dad, I'm really sorry. I'll never do it again. I was justcurious." I took a bite of the apple, and Dad got up and turned to me. "Let us never speak of this again. Let's just go. How did you prepare for that?”“The little guy that was in my corner...” I said lightly.“Yeah?”“He’s a Gurkha. Military trained. He’s got decades of experience fighting larger guys.”“Well, thank him for all of us for keeping you safe,” she said and then paused. “Barb wants to talk to you,” she told me before she handed over the phone.“Are you okay?” Barb asked urgently. “I saw the fight. When he hit you...”“I’m fine. He can hit hard, but I’m capable of taking a couple of those,” I assured her..