It isn’t a request.” She sounded stern, Chris felt he was out of options here, but this option seemed to be the lesser of evils. “OK, I’ll fin...ish up here and I’ll set off. I’ll be there in about 20 minutes.”“See you soon.” She hung up the phone. What does she want to talk about? Why hasn’t she said anything to Mike? Chris was asking himself these kind of questions over and over. He was relieved that she hadn’t told Mike but he didn’t want to ask either. He finished his meal, grabbed his keys. This was more serious than I had first thought. ‘Look officer, I don’t remember seeing a school zone, and I certainly did not see a police car…’ ‘Can I see your license please?’ The policewoman was standing just a few paces from me now and Kelly was shuffling nervously just behind her. I briefly imagined that my wife was feeling rather vulnerable dressed as she was. I pulled my wallet from my pocket and handed my license to the police woman. She read it, and then looked at me. ‘Sit down. " Kelly Mitchell. I was a year behind you in school." OK, I don't feel bad forgetting your name." We were all talking over there. We saw you on the news with that guy...hey, you're that guy!" Kent nodded. Shay added,"Excuse my manners Kelly, yes this is my boyfriend Kent Frazier." So it's official? Wow. Hey we all wanted to say how brave you were to get out of this dump and go for it. So happy you found your man." That's so nice of you." Shay waved to the small group. "I wasn't sure how people. "No babe, it’s all because I was thinking about you." I moaned as you play with my slit. Your fingers started moving up and down, and in circles. You removed your hands from my mound and you smelled it. I can smell the sex from your finger tips. I quickly grabbed hold of your hands and suck your fingers. Your eyes widened from my actions, and I know it pleases you. "Can we go somewhere else?" I stood up before you can even respond. You followed me as I exit the cafe, and guided me to your car..