On friday nights me and some of the other cops usually went to the strippers.We picked an underground joint called "ultimate fantasy" because we figur...ed thecaptain would never show up there. It was our chance to be drunk and wild,something a cop never gets to be on duty. But this friday night was different. I didn't feel like drinking, so I let mybuddies have most of the fun. Without a drink in me, I started to notice howdingy the club really was. There was an odd smell in the air, and not even. Eight hours ago? Where had theday gone?Victoria walked into the bedroom, dropping her purse next to the bedand smirking. She was wearing professional attire after a day at thelab; a conservative blouse with a long skirt, in short heels."You look like you must've had a busy day," she quipped.James looked around sheepishly, a million questions running through hishead. What was wrong with him, today? When he realized Victoria waswatching him and he could come up with no response, he blushed. . “What’s this material?” Cat asked at dinner while hunching forward keeping the sundress loose in front to minimize the exposure.“Rexxon. When exposed to UV light, the opacity decreases. The effect is not all that fast but it’s permanent.” I stole one of her notebooks and wrote the Planck Rossland equation. The relevant constants were added with a note where to find them and what they meant.“Besides that one amusing property, the material is similar to cotton. It’s expensive to manufacture and. Ben tossed the vibrator back on the bed, returning with a toy designed to penetrate both holes at once, equipped with a protruding nub that would stimulate the clitoris. It had a ring underneath it, and after Ben had inserted the thick heads into Karen’s holes, he tied a cord through the ring, then he tied the cord around Karen’s waist. The toy would not fall out, held up by the cord. Karen came, and then after another moment, she came again. The orgasms washed over her, each individual and.