I followed him, he knew I was smart, but I was worried about what I wanted to talk to him about. If I suggested some stocks, bonds and companies would... he ignore me? Laughing at his kid thinking he knew more than he, an adult with years of experience.Thing was I had checked up on my findings. Many of the things I had looked into had done well, gaining in value up to 25% in some cases. I wondered if this is what he would class a boomer, oh well only one way of finding out.“Dad, you know the other. Kind of the opposite of the way she is with women when she’s fucking them. Then she’s the one in charge, most often from behind.”“But you never fuck her doggy style.”“I guess not.”“Interesting.”“It is.”“It’s like she needs you in command. Making her get fucked. Witnessing it.”“We’ve never had rape fantasies.”“I don’t think that’s what it is. Maybe it’s about marveling that a man, you, can give her such pleasure. Like it’s this wonderful miracle or something.”“It’s pretty miraculous for me as. Awkward moments of silence in which the only sound was their labored breathing and the sound of their running shoes echoing off the concrete walls nearby drug on. She shot a quick glance in his direction. He was looking at her now. She smiled and nodded as if to say hello. He gave her a smile that made her want him all the more. She had to maintain her composure. She didn't want to come off as a slut working the tracks just to get laid, but was glad she opted for no bra to run in today. She. It's down to the station then. You'll be fingerprinted, entered into the system and fined heavily. And just remember that there's two of us, so if you try to report us, no one's going to take your word against two cops." Miranda groans pitiably, her shoulders slumping. She can't believe she's in this mess! "B--but you're police officers! You're not supposed to do stuff like this!" Blake reaches out, gently running his fingers through Miranda's hair. She's scared, doesn't want him to touch her,.