RIO<br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=50573.msg2411283#msg2411283">Quote from: Transgirlenstein on 03-11-2009, 20:57:36</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Do you need any help preparing the rooms or something? I feel we should at least do something to pay back your hospitality."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div>I turned back to the brown-haired girl.<strong>"Oh, no! No, really, thank you for offering but I couldn't possibly ask you to help. You just go and settle in and I'll be around in a while with the linens."</strong><br/><br/>Seeing the odd tensions brewing between Goran and the guest...<em>I never heard his name. Odd, they never introduced themselves. No worries, we can name them what we like soon.</em>...I slipped away with a smile and lifted hand to around the back of the house. I'd seen his patrol car there when I'd come in from the pigsty earlier and was hoping to grab Officer Buckland before he went back on duty. I leaned in the window, my chest flopping forward and filling my tee shirt as I bent over and rested my forearms on the sill.<br/><br/><strong>"Hi, officer."</strong>I said brightly,<strong>"A bunch of new guests arrived earlier. Ms. Andrews is gonna welcome them properly later, tomorrow I guess. Their car broke down. Before she gets to work she'd like a check run on them to make sure they're suitable people to, uh, disappear. Ya know? Their car is out on the old south town road, about ten miles out. It's a white Chevy Impala, Arizona plates, quite an old one I think."</strong>I tried to remember all the details Ms. Andrews had given me,<strong>"Can you check the luggage and get IDs and run checks for her please? If everything checks out just text her a 'clear' signal. I think she has someone with her just now so phoning might not be a good idea. And then dispose of the car. If things are not good, text her and then please call me. Here's my cell number."</strong>I handed over a slip of paper.<br/><br/>The man looked at me, relaxed and cool behind his aviator shades. Tending a little towards fat as though from too many donuts he looked every inch a rural cop in that getup. Something straight out of the Dukes of Hazzard.<br/><br/><strong><em>"Sure Miss Rio, I can do that for you,"</em></strong>he drawled lazily,<strong><em>"Might cost you though."</em></strong>His right hand reached across and cupped my chest, lifting and squeezing the bra-less softness, his warm fingers slithered over my nipple which perked up at once.<br/><br/><strong>"Mmm, well..."</strong>I gently disentangled his hand from my shirt and lifted it to my mouth,<strong>"Next time you're around and off duty, drop by the stables. I'm usually around cleaning and washing. Its always good to... have help."</strong>I slowly slipped his finger into my mouth and licked it, drawing it in and sucking it gently for a few seconds before letting it have its freedom again,<strong>"Though you're aware, of course that I'm more than just all woman down there, aren't you?"</strong><br/><br/>He nodded slowly, just once, a smile never hinted at his lips,<strong><em>"Oh yeah, I know that Miss Rio. It's something this cop is interested in doing a thorough investigation on."</em></strong><br/><br/>I raised an eyebrow in pleased surprise and let the finger back in, sucking it harder, drawing it fully in and flicking my tongue round and round the end and pumping my head forward and back on it a few times. My nips tingled to stiffness at his words and I felt the thing Buckland was interested in hardening, trying to uncoil.<strong>"Mmm, bring your cuffs,"</strong>I concluded, releasing him and standing by his window to reach up and stretch happily in the sun, my teats denting my shirt.<br/><br/><strong>"Don't forget the Impala now, and the phone calls."</strong>I shimmied away, giving him a wiggle of my hips and went to the vehicle shed to get a quad-bike and trailer out. The trailer had a rectangular plastic bin on it, the twin lids closed securely with catches. The thing was useful for getting supplies around the farm that needed to be kept clean, whether equipment for Ms. Andrews or stores for the chalets.<br/><br/>I went in the house and saw that Ms. Andrews and the Asian girl had gone.<em>Working, no doubt...</em>From the linen cupboard I collected sheets, pillow cases, duvet covers and towels and took these out to the trailer, taking several trips and finishing with toilet rolls and my cleaning box. I dumped everything in the trailer, and closed the lid. I mounted the quad-bike and fired it up to head on over to the chalets around the lake.