With a soft, confused scowled, I asked, "What are you talking about?"Carter gave me a lopsided smile, "Dude, you've been staring at Juliana like you w...ere going to kill her. What did she do now?"I was so entranced by my thoughts that I had forgotten to make my stare low profile. Quickly, I sought for a way out of this conversation, "I don't know what you're talking about." Joe, you've been staring the girl down for over ten minutes without even bothering to blink. Are you sure you're alright?". Roger's face was steadily growing a deep shade of red as he listened to the arrogant and patronising tone of his suspect."How then do you explain the fact that the room these girls were filmed in is in your house, in fact just next door to the room your were arrested in? How do you explain that the clothes the girls are wearing in the film are in a wardrobe upstairs in the same house?" Very simple officer. I've only lived in the house less than a year. The cameras and clothing were there when I. "Fair enough then," he said."Alright you two, tonight you are going to watch a suspect while Flatiron searches his house. You are going to serve the warrant, but Flatiron will do the search. You can help out if he asks but only if he asks, understood?" I got you." I said. "Do you have it?" I asked learner."What's to get, we serve a search warrant and stand around with out finger up our ass till Flatiron finishes. I don't mind doing nothing, but it's a terrible waste of resources." Learner. My last boyfriend was a small and skinny 5 inches, whereas David stood on the borderline of 7. It was so thick and had a big, pulsing vain going around the side. I could feel myself getting more wet just as I held it in my fingers.I slowly moved my hand up and down. He squeezed my side so hard and practically bit my lip off. It was such a turn on knowing he was groaning at me touching him, and if he was groaning this much at the start, just wait until it got better, I thought, he'd never know.