“Yeah, well apparently the City Council thought I was needed now and I don’t expect you to bring me coffee. Feel free to call me Matt unless we’re in some kind of formal situation.” “Sure, thanks; you can call me Sandra. The first thing I did for Chief Wilson was to bring him the activity Brunette logs from the previous day. Do you want that, also?” I nodded my agreement and she left. I unloaded the three pistols on my desk and cleared the chambers then I walked to the door and asked Sandra if we had an armory. “We have an officer who has combined duties between the evidence room and the guns and ammunition. His office is down in the basement. Turn left at the bottom of the stairs.” I thanked her, grabbed the three pistols in my right hand and the belts in my left with the magazines in my pockets. Down the stairs I went to meet Officer Mulvaney. His operation was the most organized thing I’d yet encountered in the department. He took the weapons from me, checked their serial numbers against those on file in his computer and secured them in locked Hardcore cabinets. I asked him about the armaments the department owned and he showed me the complete inventory first, then the actual arms—less those in the hands of the fetish officers or in the patrol cars—typically shotguns. He described his skills in making and repairing guns. He also did ballistics comparisons in the rare crime scene or arrest that involved a shooting. I asked for a copy of the complete weapons inventory by close of shift asian and he told me I could have it in an hour. Then we discussed the evidence room and he showed me the system the department used. It was pretty much standard with others I’d seen so I was satisfied. After shaking hands with Mulvaney I returned to the office where Sandra informed me that I was needed in Human Resources for my ID photo and to complete the required forms for payroll and insurance. She gave me directions and I was there about ten minutes later, having gotten lost when I took a japanese wrong turn. The clerk had all of the forms ready for my signature and was able to answer the few questions I had while I answered hers about Max. All told I spent about twenty minutes there, returning to my office with several booklets describing the insurance and pension programs as well as my formal ID. I used the rest of the morning to review personnel files with Daryl. He had several insights I found valuable about the ages of several officers and whether or not they would be able to meet the new standards. I’d have to make some critical decisions about them. How many station personnel could we use? Might we need some neighborhood substations? Maybe Lucy would know. I could make a few exceptions, but they would still have to qualify on the range. There’s no use for a police officer who can’t be counted on in an emergency. Just before lunch break Daryl, Max and I walked down to my SUV for Max’s bowl and what I usually called my gym bag and then across the lot to the City’s motor pool. Well, that’s what I called it after a career in the federal government even though the sign said “City of Bascomb’s Landing Municipal Garage.” I spoke to the supervisor and asked for an inventory of the police department vehicles, commenting that I would not be using Chief Wilson’s vehicle. “Too bad,” he told me with a grin. “It’s a Lincoln.” I told him to make it available to the detectives for surveillance or whatever other need they might have. We were on our way back to the office when I had yet another surprise in the form of my fiancée who was bringing Daryl and me a lunch. Max ran to her for a good petting and then she reached up to give me a brief kiss. We walked together up to the office where Lucy greeted Sandra warmly—a greeting that was eagerly returned as we stepped through the doorway. ”you think she‘s ready?” He didn't need so many women. Movie Night (Incest, Mf) Within ten minutes, one gentleman in his thirties came out and introduced himself, asian "Hi. She corkscrewed it between her cousin’s clenched glutes, pushed it past the resistance of her rim, and snaked it through the taught reaches of Willowbud’s gripping anus. Ronja had missed him when she left the classroom since he had been standing between fetish two bookcases. She moved her head slightly to lift her cheek off her hand so that she could talk without her jaw moving against her hand. "I didn't know there were cameras." "It's not too late to walk away and reconsider this." "I only have two bedrooms, but you're more than welcome to take a nap on my bed, David." Brunette “Lucille, I’d like to suggest that we appoint Jasmine Stone. Aroused, she realizes. 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