Birdsongs
“The broadcast made it abundantly clear the public was ready to hear from the Chief. Rachael was in her room at the Lakeside Motor Inn compiling and reviewing the information she gathered throughout the day when the phone rang. When her caller ID displayed the local area code, she surmised it was Chief Neighbors. Rachael, formulating a quick plan decided to continue her one-sided mind game she began in his office, leaning over his desk with her chest inches from his face, followed up by the temp...ting bend she employed to retrieve her notebook. Rachael knew if she could get him to think with his manhood rather than his brain, she would be able to call the shots in their dealings. She ran to the bathroom, turned on the hot and cold faucets in the tub, and plugged the drain so the sound of running water would be impossible not to hear. “Hello,” Rachael answered. “Ms. Martin,” Chief Neighbors said unsure of what all the noise was. “Hold on one second Charles,” Rachael commanded.MoreLess
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