Tim shined and pressed every part of his Boston PD uniform. He wanted to humbly interview under what he felt was a truly tough position for everyone. We stayed in one of those week-long corporate hotels small that cater to traveling businessmen. It was nice enough, but quite frankly I missed my house only a few blocks from Fenway Park, where the Red Sox play. Tim and I were season ticket holders and went to as many games as possible. On Sunday, Tim made the drive from our hotel to the Atlanta Police Station twice to try and figure out the best route realizing that there was little teen traffic on a Sunday and therefore he needed to factor in go to work traffic on Monday. Tim petite left the hotel Monday morning 90 minutes for a 12-mile drive. He arrived much faster than anticipated. He sat in his SUV waiting and watching as the time for the interview drew near. About 15 minutes before the appointed time, Tim left his vehicle and headed inside the front entrance to the station. He was greeted warmly by the front desk Sargent, an Italian guy named asian Tony. He gave Tim a visitor’s badge and told him to wait in one of the wooden benches in the lobby as someone would be down shortly. Although it was only a few minutes, to Tim, it felt like an hour. These are the things that Tim really didn’t like much, such as sitting in a courtroom waiting to be called. He called this ‘slow time’. Much to Tim’s surprise, an attractive young Policewoman appeared before him offering to take him upstairs to the interview room. She explained that there would be John’s boss, Lt. Jergens and Captain Stoney handling the interview tight as well as herself, Officer Margaret Brown. In Tim’s head, he really didn’t notice how attractive Officer Brown really was. His mind was instead, focusing on the impending interview. Officer Brown led him through a series of magnetically locked doors until they reached the elevators. She swiped her badge across the electronic access panel signaling for the elevator to come pick them up. Once inside the elevator car, Tim finally realized the heavenly scent that he was smelling. He blurted out to Officer Brown, “Roses. You’re wearing that Rose perfume. Jill leans into me and whispers, “Not a very good opening statement, guess that’s why asian Mom called him ‘fish head’ she says smiling. I reached over and rubbed her pussy. Don’t stop,” I gasp out. "Well what are you into? He would just take a quick look. small By PABLO DIABLO The woman lingered there very little, however, and continued downward. She felt the buttons start to get undone and her shorts getting lose, tight she couldn’t believe she was being stripped in the middle of a huge crowd and no one was trying to help her. I'm completely mesmerized by your form and how you move. His semen was everywhere. His breath grunted out of him. Sue filled her in. I even heard several say, ‘Holy shit,’ ‘What the hell?’ and ‘Good God!’ among other remarks of amazement. She grabbed his meat in her hand and stroked teen it. “No Rachel, it’s not that it’s...... wait what? She must have mated before, because while this definitely was her first time as a petite hybrid, she didn’t show any pain like she was losing her virginity.