“She told me about that, and about having a lesbian room mate that wasn’t lesbian, just took showers together.”She laughed and laughed. “Yea, ...that lasted a year and a half.”“No shit?”“And she had one she drank with and went to parties and they would dance at this guys ski lodge. They played musical partners. When the music stopped. That’s the one you fucked. Sooner or later you end up fucking everyone that is there, both male and female,” she winked. “Then she wanted kids, so she quit and. She could understand his wanting to go through an apartment himself instead of seeing second hand through crime scene photos. Why would getting personal property after it had been covered in print powder, lasered, and pawed through by God knows how many other people be better than seeing it firsthand? Her father always said that a good cop knew his people, his area, and knew what was right and wrong. How was it wrong to want to know the victim of a homicide as personally as they could so that. Hearing the shower running and having finished moisturising my body, I considered lying on my bed, spreading my legs and masturbating. It was more than a consideration because before I knew it, was on my back and teasing my clit. It was the sound of my loudening moans which shook me back to my senses, knowing that Rob was sure to hear me if I continued and still didn’t want to give him the satisfaction of thinking I’d cum because of him. I sat up with my clit throbbing and pussy dribbling,. You slip both thumbs into the waistband of your panties, slide them down your beautiful legs to the floor, and in one graceful motion you pull your t-shirt off and over your head and stand there for a moment in your glory, smiling as you drink in the look of lust and adoration on my face. You sit down opposite me on the bench, draping your long, luscious legs to either side, then reaching down, you unbuckle my belt and unzip my trousers, and gently draw out my growing erection, slide your index.