"His wife if fucking around on him," I whispered. "The guy looks like he's old enough to be her father. She might have Daddy Issues."Agent Walker slam...med the folder on the table and started to leave."I'm not finished," I said. "Don't you want to see who your 14-year-old daughter is fucking? Probably takes after her mom. She likes to use the same hotel."Agent Walker's face was crimson. I was praying that he would strike me so I could mop up the floor with his ass.Instead, Special Agent Danvers. Still, I was scared, having heard that prostitutes would rob you, and knowing that prostitution was illegal. I was on my way past them when I saw Shandra.Shandra was about 25, and wore black latex boots over her knee with six inch heels, white thigh high stockings, with a garter belt that showed from the bottom of her tiny, tiny grey miniskirt. She was probably six feet tall in her boots, and had long, long legs. She wore a bright pink tube top that contrasted with her caramel skin. Her breasts. "You could ask the stars to make no notice of you," he said in utter seriousness. "The histories say it has been done, but no one I know of knows how the thing is accomplished."McAllister had nothing to say to that. Shaking his head to change the subject, he tried, "In your catalogue of skills, do you number Architecture amongst them?"The suddenness of the increase in intensity of the other's gaze caught McAllister by surprise. "I do. You carry a number of great burdens, and I have seen similar. .pleeaasee? she pleaded desperately. The officer smiled, ?Oh don?tworry. I?m not interested in your pussy. I?d like to really take you down anotch. I?m going to fuck your little ass.? She began to buck wildly tryingto escape the officer?s grasp. The attempt was useless with the man having sucha grip around the cold steel handcuffs. He grabbed hold of her lace panties andripped them from her body with little or no effort. Kristin sobbed uncontrollably asshe felt the head of his massive cock.