It was August and the desert heat was very oppressive but she didn't want any of her co-workers listening to their spat."I'm lost without you," Rose c...ried at the other end."I'm sorry to hurt your feelings but there is a lot to sort out. I still need more time to come to a decision." Don't you recall the first days at my office in Chicago?" Yes, I do." We had a lot going for us," Rose reminded."Yes we did. However times change and people change. You've changed. I've changed. We're not the same. Sure thats fine, shall i call you when its charged. Ill just come over in an hour he said.by the way he added youre looking very good.Thank you i said, not sure what good meant. was it hot or was it tidy or what. in an hour there was a knock at the door and when i opened it there was another younger man there saying he had come for the phone. he added that my neighbour had gone out and asked him to retrieve the phone. I asked him in and he came in offering a beautiful smile.wow he said, i hear. She relaxed her legs and muscles, only to tighten them once again as I thrust forward.That was the way it was for the next ten minutes - slow thrusts and slow withdrawals, with Karla squeezing tightly as I pushed forward and relaxing as I pulled back. During those ten minutes she shuddered softly, twice, but something much larger was clearly building. Karla’s heart was beating hard and fast, and she broke our kiss and gasped for breath. I pulled back once more, and this time when I slid home. Tanya moved closer to the cell-door. Cindy reached between the steel bars. She caressed the front of Tanya's uniform blouse with her fingertips. "... YOU STILL OWE ME, CONSTABLE MARGARSON - DON'T YOU?" PLEASE," Tanya whispered, "I'M STILL 'ON DUTY' AND IN UNIFORM, CINDY!" WHAT WOULD THE 'CHIEF COMMISSIONER' SAY?" continued the prostitute. She started to unbutton Tanya's tight-fitting blouse. The policewoman offered a soft, girlish sigh... "A POLICEWOMAN 'MOONLIGHTING' AS A PROSTITUTE!" Cindy.