These memories, now that they’ve returned to me are the things I cherish most in life now. ‘Jackson, Jason Jackson,’ the voice ripped me from my... memories. I stood up from the bench and stepped up to the desk. ‘I’m Jason Jackson.’ ‘Yeah, Hammond will see you now, just walk through that door and then it’s the second desk on the right.’ ‘Thank you,’ I said softly, walking through the door and over to the second desk on the right. Looking at the dark haired man I said, ‘Mr. Hammond?’ ‘Detective,’. " She smiled slightly at that. "So, is anyone coming back anytime soon to check on you?" Not until noon. Why?" She looked at me suspiciously.I stepped up close to her desk, knowing full well that the bulge in my pants was only about a foot away from her sweet face. I looked into her pretty eyes. They were in fact blue. "I just figured I'd join in the fun," I began to rub my cock through my jeans. She smiled beautifully as she watch the show. I tried my luck even further, "Y' know, I was. He stated that he was "tired" and he expressed annoyance that she seemed to be wanting more and more from him, in ways he felt were not "normal". To Patti's husband, sex was done in the dark, at night, missionary, and not much else. Yes, he enjoyed it when she sucked him off (what man wouldn't?) but when she asked him to reciprocate, he balked. "Yuck, that's not normal." She fought back the tears as he went to shower, and turned on her lap-top."You spend too much time on that thing," he. Probably one reason you don't see all kinds of bones and things strewn around."She moved forward carefully to pick up her crossbow bolt, and the others retrieved their spent missiles."Look, it had some coins inside of it!" She scooped up a couple of blackened coins, and they all searched to find whatever else the thing had carried within its bulk. There were a handful of copper and silver pieces, and thirty coins of precious gold. A couple of small gems and a tiny flask also lay in the center.