.. that one’s in prison ... that one’s dead ... oh, I didn’t know about him...” He suddenly came to be aware that Reg was peering at him with a concerned look.“What do you think, Sergeant?” he asked, all innocence.“No, it is a fine collection of ledgers, Reg. I recognised a few names on the very first page, so I think it unlikely you will see these back again. They will be evidence in some cases, I do believe, if we can find the deceased’s fingerprints on any of these ledger pages. Have you handled them, yourself?”“Oh, not inside; only the outside covers. Excellent, then, if they have some value to you. Take them away, Sergeant, and get yourself home to your family soon.”“Thanks again, Reg. Give my regard to your ... your whole household.” He grinned to acknowledge that he meant everyone in the building, including the non-evident Jessica.Reg grinned back, then escorted the policeman to the door and outside. Waving goodbye to the departing policeman, he returned inside and nonchalantly. . “You’re not an unattractive woman... when all is said and done.”“That’s very kind of you. Do you really think so?”“Yes, I do... Objectively speaking”“Objectively.” She smiled. Then she leaned all the way into my personal space and gave me a peck on the lips.Our eyes locked and she did it again.And then I gave her a peck on the lips back.Then we moved together and kissed, properly this time, our lips locking together. Within a few seconds our tongues were starting to explore each others’ mouths, as we fell into a full on embrace. Our hands began to wander over our bodies, outside our clothes at first, then inside; we were both simply dressed, in T-shirts and jeans, with Stella wearing a thick sweater on top. I began to knead one of her boobs through her bra, pausing to pinch the nipple gently through the material and feeling her fingers claw slightly into my back in return. I lifted her bra up over her breasts and began to knead them both - Stella arched her back, pushing.
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