In our area, cops didn't have partners, like they do on TV. Apparently, we were better off than some parts of the country. In reality? Not so much. I ...was reminded of it every day. Like today, for example. Kamsy headed upstairs to change, and I followed, planning to help her. She let me help her off with her jacket, then turned to face me, smiling as she watched my eyes wander across the bulletproof vest that obscured her form. There had been occasions when that same vest had been a sexual. I give him a look because I _know_ he's crazy. He says it'll only cost me five bucks, and what did I have to lose. I figured what the hell and gave him the money. What did I have to lose? Oh, Lord! What did I have to lose?" I bought the stuff and went left the store. I still had my headache, so I stopped at another store and got some aspirin. I bought a soda at the food court to wash them down, and drove home.Sherrie gives me a look that says I'm really in trouble with her. She said. Her nipples hardened as she reached for the keys again, answering his caresses by pulling away and pulling open the shower door. She described leaning over, purposefully arching her back, her feet parted, presenting him with an eyeful of her wet mound and smoothly rounded backside. His answering message described his hands caressing her back, tracing a path to her thighs as she turned the water on in the shower. Tess shivered in her chair, taking her time in answering it, closing her eyes and. Ta ... tanp...”“I think the word is tampering?” he corrected.“Yes. They believed in trying to stay closer to past individuals. This religious group believes in no further genetic tampering that introduces breasts and eliminates egg-laying. Only less than 1% of the population consists of the Fom’il, but they still commit to a practice of creating a nest and laying their egg on it. Sadly, even the Fom’il was not spared from the disease, and their males are gone.”“I wonder why your race switched.