This wasn't me! These arms, these legs, these breasts were Amelia's. I hadn't been dreaming. Fuck! But I had more immediate concerns.I just did manage... to stagger into the bathroom before I wet myself. I frantically groped for my Willy Peter, couldn't find it, then realized why. I'd have to lower myself down on the commode to do my business. Inconvenient, having to sit to urinate. My bladder let go in a powerful surge of blessed relief. Then I noticed the chain attached to my ankle.The chain. My lieutenant is on my back wanting a bust soon." Okay, look, Bill. It's like this. I'm a horny bitch. You know that as well as anybody can. This job lets me get rid of those sexual tensions. When I took the job, I was just changing the excitement of the undercover work for sexual kicks. Now that I'm getting all the sex I can handle--and believe me, that's a lot--I don't need the thrill of the undercover work. What I'm saying is that I don't think I want to rat on the director and the others at. It was very late and just as I was about to fall asleep I heard Gretchen say "I love you."faintly.The next morning I woke up just as Gretchen was about to leave. She had to get back to Beth's and head to the airport. It was a quick goodbye kiss and she was gone. I went back to sleep for a few more hours. Later that afternoon Beth stopped by. She wanted details. I was asked how I felt about Gretchen. We had fun I told Beth and the sex was an adventure. Beth then told me Gretchen had told her. Cassie would not say any more about it, but she did get her point, though. Josh never even gave her a ‘what’s up?’ or a ‘hey’ or even a smile in her direction before that moment. And now, even though she couldn’t bring herself to even look at his face, he did just that. Maybe people did change in university? ‘C’mon, let’s do some step ups. Work those legs some more…’ Reema went through the motions as she finished out their workout. The jerk was still on her mind. Why was she so fixed on him.