The doc said his stint could be as long as two weeks, but not if Moe had anything to say about it. Hospitals were for delicates. If Moe wanted to lie ...dormy he’d go to the top floor at Flamingo’s and have a sweet little charity girl cuddled up at his side. He wasn’t complaining about the services at Christ Hospital. Not exactly. The place had one thing going for it: the dames wore less paint and covered more flesh than Moe was used to, but there were still some he found easy on the eyes. One. That?s one thing I like about you trannies, you might have acock in your knickers but you always look good."Michele pulled down the hem of uniform and closed her legs and staredstraight ahead. She decided that she would use passive resistance so asnot antagonise the copper but not to encourage him either.The Inspector grabbed her hand and dropped it in his lap where Michelecould feel the heat and girth of a very engorged penis. Michele?sinstinct was to withdraw her hand but the Inspector held. I mean its pretty much point and shoot."Jilnar nodded in agreement. "Have a seat," Max voiced as he pointed to a pair of lounge chairs that were set across from each other. "We’re going to do a short interview before we start," he added as he moved over to a nearby table and began fumbling with some papers. Jilnar complied and took a seat on the chair. She then grabbed a small compact from her pocket and double-checked her hair and makeup."Are we about ready guys?" Max asked as he moved back. Adam usually left that doorclosed, due to the fact that he rarely made his bed, and knew that his unkempt'bachelor pad' was already somewhat of a legend and he took enough good-naturedribbing about it as it was. Adam walked slowly to the door and peered aroundthe corner. If there was someone in his quarters and the tell-tale hiss of thedoor opening did not already alert him/her to his presence, Adam wanted to keepthe advantage by keeping them off guard. It was Striker, however, who was.