Sex, Coffee, and Donuts (Ruaprnstr and Navaeh)
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				Post by: <strong>ruaprnstr</strong> on <strong>23-09-2009, 17:50:26</strong>
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				<br><div align="center"><strong>Ruaprnstr</strong></div><br>Ranch Hunger was a detective with the Cocke County Sherriffs office in Newport, Tennesee. He was broad shouldered about 5 foot ten and always seemed to have a shadow of a tough beard growing out of his chin. He was physically fit running 5 miles every morning before coffee and each night after dinner. His hair was salt and peppered but he only looked 33 with smooth skin and slim eyebrows. His eyes were almost gray and were mirror like when you looked into them. Everyday he wore a sport blazer (grey, tweed, or blue) and dress pants complemented by black leather shoes polished to a high sheen.<br><br>Ranch was a recovering alcoholic and had been sober for about 7 years before discovering his sex addiction which threw quite a monkey-wrench into his already troubled marriage. That is, when he was married. His co-workers and other officers didn't ask much about it anymore, he wouldn't have much to say other than...<br><br>"What's done is done."<br><br>Ranch was on time, and worked late when required and loved the thrill of an investigation. He was a good partner to Jim Duffin, whom he had worked with in investigations for nearly 12 years. Lately however his life had fallen into a bit of a routine and since his addictive personality often had trouble staying away from excitement he knew he had to shake things up soon or his addictions would do it for him. Thats when Jim told him something over lunch.<br><br>"Ranch, I love you brother, but it's time for me to do something else. I'm going to retire." Ranch was not suprised. His partner haqd a total of 25 years of law enforcement and had speculated about doing something else for a long time. Jim was quite a bit older than Ranch and had become sort of a big brother figure. They shook hands and in three weeks Ranch was on his own. <br><br>"Well I guess this will shake things up." He thought. Soon after Jim's retirement party a young lady joined the Sherriff's office. Jim knew she would likely be his new partner. She walked in and was a long cold drink of water for a man in the dessert all these years. Of course he thought this too himself figuratively and knew it would be a violation of his sexual addiction recovery plan to think about her that way.<br><br>But it was almost like an aura that she radiated while he stared at her. She looked at him and caught him gawking and she shot a reassuring friendly smile back. Ranch Smiled and turned walking away from the desk where he had been talking to a junior officer forgetting to say goodbye. He went to his own office where he could see the Sherriffs and observe at an angle where his staring, nearly uncontrollable now was forcing him to resort to his coping strategies.<br><br>Flashes of previous moments in his sex life shot in front of his eyes- <br><br>(sex in a squad car with a female officer)<br><br>(Getting head from a girl getting out of her ticket when he was a patrol deputy)<br><br>( A brief flash of sex with his wife)<br><br>&nbsp;another with her friend Dahlia at the bar where he used to get tanked.<br><br>A loenly drip of sweat poured down his forehead and dripped across his brow, becoming aireborne and crahsing to the desk got his attention. <br><br>He quickly reached for a tissue and concentrated on whiping it off the desk top. He nticed the report laying on his desk. He tried to focus on that.<br><br>(Flashes of his wife and him at a swinger party when she did it just for him)<br><br>He opened the cover of the report. He had been investigating a ring of car theieves that had been stripping cars at a location the sherriffs office had not figured out yet.<br><br>(Flashes of his wife naked in the squad car)<br><br>Ranch had been to a couple of suspects homes but unable to make a break in the case.<br><br>(Flashes of his new partner to be on top of him grinding in a squad)<br><br>He had been following a couple of guys who he suspected were more likely involved with prostitution and running drugs and coming up empty handed on the cars still. He wasn't sure wether to send in the dea to make the drug bust or to keep them open for the car ring. He had no other leads as of yet.<br><br>Then, in walked the Sherriff himself, Leonard James Wilcox the third. He was not only the Third LJW in Cocke County but he was the third Sherriff carrying that name as well. Both his daddy and grand father had watched over the county for nearly 60 years before his 18 year reign. He was wearing his grey cowboy shirt with pearl dress buttons and a cownoys tie. A bit western for this part of tennesee, and sometimes Ranch wondered why he disn't just wear a cowboy hat to complete the look.<br><br>The sherriff had a grin from ear to ear under his gray handlebar mustache and he winked at Ranch. <br><br>"Got you a little suprise here, Ranch. this young Lady is Raina Lynn Cosgrove. She's joining us as a replacement for Jim Duffy."&nbsp; The sherriff's arm was stretched out behind the curve of her back. Ranch started at her feet detailing every inch of her body. <br><br>Black strapped pumps, (they were naked in bed her toes painted and pointed at the ceiling while he sucked them)<br><br>dark panty hose, (he kissed the inside of her knees then inside her thighs)<br><br>a Dark black skirt just above her knees but tight and elastic, (in the back of the squad Ranch pushed her skirt up to find no underwear and kissed her trim pussy lips with the passion of a long lost lover)<br><br>A sheer white blouse, (Firm breasts floating above the soft skin of her tummy, he nips at her nipple)<br><br>tender white skin from her cleavage to her neck, (kissing, and sucking gently)<br><br>and again her warm inviting smile, her brown eyes and dark auburn hair in an up do for her first day. (Pulls firmly on the hair while thrusting her behind.)<br><br>("STOP!") he shouted in his head.<br><br>"Hello Raina, welcome to the team." He smiled warmly extending his hand, shaking hers. He was suprised to find such a firm grip from a female. <br><br>"Thank you Ranch, I'm excited to get started." She smiled and he watched her eyes as the returned the favor to Ranch wandering down from his eyes to his chest packed firmly in the blue Arrow Dress Shirt to his black slacks and siler belt buckle. They paused for a moment here as if she were now undressing him as he had undressed her. <br><br>Her eyes fell to his shoes and she cocked her head slightly to the left and smiled demurely as her eyes shot back up to meet his.<br><br>"Hmm." He thought to himself as he smiled back.<br><br>"Raina is from the Milwaukee Wisconsin police department and spent three years as an investigator. She was the top of her class in Canton, Ohio in fact graduated with her LEO degree with top honors from Kent State." The sherrif broke in to wake them both up from their mutual daydreaming.<br><br>"Is that right? I didn't know Kent State had a law enforcement program." Ranch said amused, breaking the staring match with Raina to meet the sherriffs eyes for just a moment.<br><br>"That they do! And don't worry,&nbsp; Ranch, Raina is a homegrown apalachain girl. She grew up on top of old Roan mountain, Tennesee." Raina Nodded enthusiasticly. The sherriff nodded and stepped out of the door backwards. <br><br>"Well is that a fact? A good ol' girl right here from the appalachin trail? Thats not so far away from Newport, is it? Well it is indeed a pleasure to make your aquantince, Raina." Ranch crossed his arms and leaned against his desk. He stole glances at her breasts and then hips and last that short skirt hemline.<br><br>"Yours too. Ranch. You know I am eager to get started but I sure could use something to eat. Maybe we could catch some lunch..." She asked.<br><br>"Great Idea- that way you two can get nice and aquainted." The sherriff nodded and winked at Ranch as he turned to walk back to his own office.<br><br><br>"Well," Said Ranch, I know just the place. "Lets go!" <br><br><br><div align="center"><strong>Navaeh</strong></div><br>Raina had been a cop for years.&nbsp; She had actually met her husband that way.&nbsp; The thought of how that had come about and what had happened since then made the full lips flat with a smile.<br><br>No one that met her suspected her of being a cop outside of her job.&nbsp; Her long auburn hair she wore down as often as she wore it up.&nbsp; That was one of the perks to being more then just a beat cop.&nbsp; Her eyes wore dark brown with flecks of gold in them.&nbsp; Something she had inherited from her grandmother.&nbsp; She had full lips and high cheekbones.&nbsp; Make up wasn’t something she needed other then mascara to bring out her eyes.&nbsp; She knew they were her best feature and she knew they were the first things anyone noticed on her.<br><br>Holding the job she did she was thankful there wasn’t a dress code for the females as strict as for the men who had to wear dress pants, button up and ties and a blazer when it was called for.&nbsp; But she kept her standard high usually by wearing suits to work.&nbsp; If it was good for the ganders it was good for the goose in regard.&nbsp; Though some would say she was dressed more for a night job then a police job.&nbsp; But Raina really didn’t care what others said about her.&nbsp; She was who she was.<br><br>“Raina, fresh meat.”&nbsp; Hank walked past her desk tossing the file of her new assignment on her desk.<br><br>“Yea it’s always me.”&nbsp; She gave the man’s retreating back a flash of a smile before she picked up the file to thumb through it.&nbsp; “New assignment indeed.”&nbsp; There were things to get done before the first of the week.&nbsp; First and foremost was to deal with closing things here.&nbsp; <br><br>She wasn’t even asking the reason of why it was her that was being loaned out she could use a new a change of pace.&nbsp; Her brown eyes scanned over the others that sat in the open space of cubicle hell that was their office in Newark.&nbsp; A slow smile spread across her face as her gaze hesitated on Andy.&nbsp; <br><br>He had been an easy one, anxious, willing.&nbsp; Thought he didn’t have to potential she had thought he would have for his age.<br><br>Then there was Roddy, short for Rodriquez.&nbsp; The man was an animal but she had tamed him and had him tagging along behind her like the puppy he had become.&nbsp; But if you let his leash go just a little, he was more then satisfying.&nbsp; Sexually frustrated though when she wouldn’t let him see other women for a while.&nbsp; Finally she had cut him loose.<br><br>And the list goes on and on.&nbsp; She was a good cop but there was something about men that made her want to put them in their place, sexually.&nbsp; <br><br>Raina had everything wrapped up at work and home wouldn’t be a problem.&nbsp; She would pack a bag, fly to Tennessee, get a room and then look for a place to stay.&nbsp; She had time and Craig would stay in Newark until she was ready for him.&nbsp; He would get the joy of packing up the house.<br><br>Sunday night she flew out and Monday morning she was at the station dressed in her usual dark skirt and white blouse, dark hose and black pumps.&nbsp; As her eyes danced around the room she was like a kid in a candy store.&nbsp; But there was one that was of interest to her that called to her.&nbsp; He needed her.<br><br>“Oh shit.”&nbsp; And he was her partner.&nbsp; Introductions had been made he had undressed her with his eyes and she had returned the favor.&nbsp; <br><br>To make things a little less stressful for the moment she had suggested they grab a bite to eat.&nbsp; Besides it would give her a chance to see the town she would be living in and dealing with from inside a cop car.<br>
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				Post by: <strong>ruaprnstr</strong> on <strong>23-09-2009, 18:34:13</strong>
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				They pulled up to the General Wilder Cafe- Ranch looked at Raina's Hemline. Her skirt had pulled itself a bit higher in the unmarked squad. <br><br><em>(She's on top of him in the front seat.)</em><br><br><em>"Stop!" </em> Ranch thought to himself.<br><br>&nbsp;He looked up and saw her returning his curious gaze. He wondered what she was thinking. Did she realize he wasn't just an older cop who was a little horny? Could she realize his experiences? That he wasn't jut some guy ten years older than her who wanted to get it on with a hot younger woman- He wanted to take her. He wanted her to submit. Give in to his will. It had been so long since he gave that all up and still lost his marriage. There were times where he struggled and wondered why he remained sexually sober... he was single now; he could do what he wanted couldn't he? <br><br><em>(He imagined pulling her skirt up right then in the squad in front of the Cafe. He kissed her neck as she protested and pushed away. He reached upward with a slap to her cheek and would say "Be still!" He pulled her panties so hard they tore- of course this girl must be wearing a thong but it didn't matter as long as he was tearing it off.)</em> Ranch felt his pulse rising, his heart racing. He was aroused for the first time in nearly 18 months. <br><br><em>"Stop!" </em> Ranch thought to himself.<br><br>Raina appeared to be waiting for Ranch to say something so he did.<br><br>"Coffee's awful, foods worse, but the Dessert is delicious..." He opened the door to the squad and got out. Raina did not move. He closed his door and looked at her still smiling in the car. He returned the smile and walked to her side where she remained passe in the front seat. Her arms were folded across her chest and the only communication she passed to him was a glance at the door handle then back to him. She smiled bolder than ever as he reached for the handle.<br><br><em>"So that's how she wants it."</em> He thought. He pulled the handle on her side of the squad and then abruptly, let go. The door did not open. He winked at his new partner.<br><br>"I'm going to go in and wash up in the men's room. You come on in when you're ready." He abruptly turned and smiled as he walked in. He had played this game before.<br><br><br><br>
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				Post by: <strong>Nevaeh</strong> on <strong>23-09-2009, 21:24:53</strong>
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				Raina didn’t have a clue what was rolling around in the man’s head but she would soon find a way to find out.&nbsp; But she knew cops and they never chose a place to eat that the coffee wasn’t good.&nbsp; So his sudden outburst of ‘STOP!’ she knew didn’t have any thing to do with the café.<br><br>She had seen the reaction his body had just before he had yelled.&nbsp; Yea it wasn’t food he was thinking about.&nbsp; That is actually what had made her smile first.&nbsp; Because Raina knew it was her he was thinking about, in one way or another.&nbsp; There had been a shift in his breathing as his eyes focused on something that wasn’t to be seen by anyone else but him.<br><br>And then there was the point that he had been anxious to get out of the car, telling her with his actions that he didn’t want her questioning him and he wasn’t talking.<br><br>Ranch thought he was being annoying when he pulled the door handle trick leaving her sitting in the car.&nbsp; As soon as his back was turned she laughed, her dark eyes sparkled as the flecks danced with a mischief thought.&nbsp; “Oh you will pay for that in time.”<br><br>Her perfect teeth from the braces she had worn as a teen pulled at her full lower lip letting it slide easily from between them.&nbsp; Little did Ranch know that she had been given a set of keys to the unmarked as well.&nbsp; It was a precaution she had insisted on, something she had learned the hard way when she was a rookie.<br><br>With the keys dangling between her thumb and forefinger she slipped out of the passenger side of the car.&nbsp; A quick glace towards the café told her that Ranch had indeed went to the men’s room.&nbsp; The click of her pumps on the broken asphalt of the parking lot was quick as she hurried to slide behind the driver’s wheel of the car.<br><br>A quick twist of her wrist had the car started and she backed it out pulling it back into traffic.&nbsp; She didn’t know the area but she didn’t have too as she drove a couple of blocks up before pulling to the curb at a parking meter.&nbsp; Raina didn’t bother with feeding the meter; it was a cop car they would get out of the ticket if they even got one.<br><br>Raina made sure her gun was in place under the waist length jacket she wore before locking up the car.&nbsp; It was something she had become used to with time as she jogged the short distance back, stopping to walk only when the café came into view.&nbsp; <br><br>The difference between the bright sunlight outside and the dullness of the café had her stopping inside the door to let her eyes adjust.&nbsp; Sweeping from one end of the room to the other taking in that Ranch was still nowhere in sight.&nbsp; “Yes.”&nbsp; Relief and satisfaction came over her at not spotting him waiting on her.<br><br>The booth she took was on the other side of the entrance, away from the sign that pointed to the restrooms.&nbsp; Make the man walk to her it would give her more of a chance to examine him.&nbsp; Niggling little ideas were already beginning to form in her mind as she ordered coffee for the both of them and waited.<br>
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				Post by: <strong>ruaprnstr</strong> on <strong>23-09-2009, 22:18:23</strong>
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				Ranch ran cold water over his hands and splashed it on his face from the yellow-stained white porcelain sink in the bathroom. The walls were dull blue and dirty from years of not cleaning regularly enough- and not caring enough- to clean. The Tile was hexagon shape chips of different shades of dirty blue and an occasional black hexagon empty spot occupied a space where a tile once existed but long since disappeared. <br><br>"Get yourself together, Ranch." He said aloud to himself though no one would hear him.<br><br>He reached for a paper towel and was annoyed to realize there were none left. The paper towel holder was empty. <br><br>He sighed.<br><br>He peeked in the unoccupied bathroom stall and stole a length of toilet paper and padded it over his face and hands to at least remove the wet drops of water streaming down his face. When he was sufficiently dry to leave the men's room he checked his teeth one more time in the&nbsp; old mirror which had peel marks on the bottom where the silver backing had pealed away.<br><br>Ranch stepped back out into the cafe and his nose was filled with the familiar scent of dirty mud they called coffee, it really was awful but had plenty of caffeine to satisfy his tired bones and maybe slap him out of the intoxicating stupor Raina's body had sent him into. He also smelled the Bacon and eggs on the grill and enjoyed the all too familiar site of Mellinda, the sweet little waitress who poured a cup of coffee for him everyday for the last seven years. Well, every week day.<br><br>He scanned the Cafe for his partner seated in a booth furtherest away from the bathroom. <br><br>"Hmmm." He hummed before strolling casually. Strangely he felt judged as he looked at her sitting quietly in the booth before joining her. A hot cup of coffee waited for him at the table and he almost felt compelled to ask if she had slipped anything into it. He resisted the compulsion nevertheless and sipped the coffee. <br><br>"I told you it was bad." He said as she seemed to efface disgust at the smell of her own coffee. Perhaps he misjudged her reaction.<br><br>"Hey Ranch, Who's your friend?" Asked Mellinda.<br><br>"This here's Raina. Shes my new partner." He nodded in her direction. Ranch as feeling a new sense of self control return and was relieved. he didn't want to chase the girl away if his senses were wrong about her. But somehow he didn't think he was. After Melinda and Raina greeted each other Melinda warned Raina about Ranch.<br><br>"He's a wild one. Years Ago, Ranch used to get liquored up and would stay up all night long before coming in for breakfast- for him it was Dinner... but that was another life for him. He's still wild though-likes the adrenaline rush- convinced me to go skydiving with him, let me tell you nude skydiving is a lot colder than it looks..." Mellinda was a matter-of-fact girl and had no threshold for embarrassment. Ranchliked her because of it, but sometimes realized it was a liability.<br><br>"How about we save that story for her on day number three as my partner." Ranch abruptly cut her off before Smiling at Raina.<br><br><em>"Oh great." </em> He thought. <em>"Nice first impression."</em><br><br><br><br><br><br>
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				Post by: <strong>Nevaeh</strong> on <strong>24-09-2009, 01:35:10</strong>
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				Raina busted out laughing as Ranch silenced the girl then smiled at her.&nbsp; “I do can not imagine you doing nude skydiving. But then again…”&nbsp; She shook her head at the image that ran through her mind.&nbsp; “That is just too funny.”<br><br>Before Melinda could get away Raina caught her, “I might be back in to talk to you soon Melinda, so you can give me all the details on my new partner.”&nbsp; She picked up the mug of strong hot liquid that she had added both sugar and milk too to try to cut the flavor.&nbsp; She was using it to hide her smile more so now then sipping the god-awful stuff.<br><br>“I have plenty to tell.”&nbsp; Melinda had winked at Ranch before she had turned to wait on the other unfortunate customers whom seemed to be just there and that was it.&nbsp; <br><br>To Raina the girl seemed like the only bright thing in the café.&nbsp; The windows she could see through but you could they hadn’t had a good cleaning for a long while.&nbsp; Nothing in the joint seemed to have been updated for the last decade or longer.&nbsp; Finally she pulled her thoughts back to the table and the man sitting across from her.<br><br>“I will agree with you, the coffee if terrible.”&nbsp; She picked up her mug tilting it slightly to look at it, “Even doctored up.”&nbsp; Raina raised her eyes to look at him, leaning up so that her forearms rested on the edge of the table.&nbsp; The action causing the neckline on the top she wore to pooch out more, showing more skin then it did normally.<br><br>“So you were a big binger huh?&nbsp; What made you stop?”&nbsp; There was a lot about this man she still needed to learn.&nbsp; She knew that it was hard to get over doing that.&nbsp; <br><br>They all had their vices but it seemed for a cop it was hardest of all to overcome what made you numb.&nbsp; Because it was better to be numb then to remember all the things that you were forced to sift through.<br>
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				Post by: <strong>ruaprnstr</strong> on <strong>24-09-2009, 15:11:02</strong>
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				Ranch smiled at Raina. He glanced at Mellinda walking away with their orders in her usual cheerful manner. He looked back at Raina and saw those dark eyes-were they silver before? Now they looked dark blue... They were pirceing and saw right through him. He was a bit uncomfortable with it.<br><br>Had it been that long since he took a lover that he could not sit and talk intelligently to a woman at a dirty cafe over coffee without loosing his mind?<br><br>He cleared his throat and smiled at her.<br><br>"I guess sometimes you just can't quit something once you get started." He wasn't giving up any secrets on a first date... er Lunch with a new partner. Ranch changed the subject, giving her the lowdown on where things were in town. The post office, grocery store, car repair shop, and the usual gossip, who the mayor was, and where he lived, who the chief was and who is daughter was seeing.<br><br>Ranch asked where she was staying and Raina told him she was staying at the Mueller Inn. Ranch knew it well it was a dive and not much cleaner than the place they were eating and it had been a long time since the place had been owned in state let alone in town by anyone. The place was known as a one hour motel, for swingers and hookers and the pimps who loved them. He knew it well not only from making busts at it but from his own sordid past. Better to get her out of there lest it give him any ideas.<br><br>He reccomended she leave there and go to Ms. Wanstroms Bed and Breakfast. <br><br>"It's clean, she'll feed you dinner everynight, Nice home cooked meal, and shes deaf so you can be as loud as you want until you go to bed, and of course when you come in at night in case we are out late... working our case."<br><br><em>(She was sititng on top of him on the bed at Ms. Wanstrom's bed and Breakfast. She had no shirt on, no skirt, she was nude and her skin was soft and tender. He ran his hands along her abdomen and massaged her breasts softly. She quivered as goose bumps ran down her arms. She gyrated her hips in small circles while he thrusted upward to penetrate her deeply...) </em> <br><br>Ranch tried to shake off his vision, but he felt charmed under a spell. Rainas perfume drifted across the table and was overpowering the coffee when his cell phone rang. <br><br>"Excuse me just a moment Raina..." <br><br><br><br><br>
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				Post by: <strong>Nevaeh</strong> on <strong>24-09-2009, 16:34:54</strong>
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				While Ranch gave her the ins and outs of the town she listened, committing it all to memory.&nbsp; Until her car arrived she was dependent on being hauled around and that was something she didn’t like off the job.&nbsp; She liked to maneuver things on her own so that she knew where she was and where she was going.<br><br>Raina chuckled at that.&nbsp; (We all have a past and we all have a vice.&nbsp; Very few know either of mime except those I have choose to let in and sworn to secrecy.)&nbsp; Her eyes once again roamed over the man across from her.&nbsp; (You are going to do so nicely and I can’t wait to hear you begging for more.)<br><br>“Oh that sounds wonderful.”&nbsp; Again Raina gave a small chuckle accompanied by a smile that she let reach her eyes bringing the darkness of the blue down a couple of notches to a brighter shade as he talked of another place she might be more comfortable in.&nbsp; <br><br>This is why men notice her eyes first.&nbsp; It was something she inherited from her great grand mother who they thought was into witchery because of hers.&nbsp; Raina had learned how to control hers most time but it was a good drawing factor.&nbsp; She let them run rampant slowly while she was stalking her prey so that they would keep looking at her trying to figure it out.&nbsp; Then with certain thoughts she could change them between a clear silverish blue to darker to her normal dark ones with specks in them.&nbsp; Mine over matter it was for with her eyes.<br><br>For the most part Raina never took her eyes off of Ranch except to casually look away when he seemed too uncomfortable under her stare.&nbsp; In time the man would come to understand the meaning of the colors of her eyes.&nbsp; He wouldn’t have to ask, he would know.<br><br>His phone ringing brought her back to him and not thinking what will be in time.&nbsp; She sat sipping from the mug trying to listen half way to his conversation.&nbsp; It wasn’t nice but it would tell her if there was anyone she needed to be aware of.<br><br>Her eyes watched him from dark lowered lashes as he had turned to talk on his phone.&nbsp; The man’s face was chiseled; the five o’clock shadow that was there only gave it more definition.&nbsp; He was a cross between pretty boy and ruggedly handsome.&nbsp; The graying of his hair didn’t match his smooth skin.&nbsp; His eyes were a gray but there was trouble in them.&nbsp; He had had a hard past and struggled with something daily, something beyond the boundaries of his job.<br><br>He worked out though she could tell from the way his blue Arrow dress shirt stretched across a broad chest when he moved in certain ways. (Of which I am sure are as chiseled as your face.)&nbsp; He was dressed, as she had expected him to be and the blue shirt tucked into black slacks showing a narrow waist.&nbsp; (Very nice for riding.)&nbsp; <br><br>Raina slipped from the booth to touch his shoulder motioning that she was going to the ladies room.&nbsp; She waited until he nodded.&nbsp; He might be on the phone but the man would be looking at her walking away, he couldn’t help it so Raina gave the man a teaser.&nbsp; Her black covered hips swayed just a little more then they normally did letting the fitting material move with them.&nbsp; <br><br>The wrinkle of the fabric that ran diagonally across her ass moved like a finger crooking to call someone closer with each step.&nbsp; If a man listened carefully it would whisper to him, ‘follow me’.&nbsp; <br><br>She did what she needed to do.&nbsp; After washing her hands she reached into her jacket pocket to extract a tube of lipstick.&nbsp; The mirror with its dingy rim reached towards the center like fingers removing the mirroring that were there.&nbsp; “You were right, my place isn’t much above this place but when the department is paying.”&nbsp; As she applied the lipstick she let her eyes glance to her hand.&nbsp; There was no tan line, no indent of where a ring might have been.&nbsp; It was easier that way.<br><br>The lipstick was retracted and returned to her pocket.&nbsp; She didn’t have to worry about finger combing her hair since she had chose to wear it up for her first day.&nbsp; That wouldn’t always be the case but she had an impression to make today.&nbsp; With a smile and soft slender fingers she undid one more button her sheer white shirt, winked at herself in the mirror and returned to where Ranch was sitting.&nbsp; <br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Sex, Coffee, and Donuts (Ruaprnstr and Navaeh)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ruaprnstr</strong> on <strong>24-09-2009, 20:45:47</strong>
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				Ranch Watched as Raina walked away and saw what he thought was an extra bit of shake in her bottom. He was on the phone with his dispatcher who was explaining a tipster had called him about the prostitute thugs.<br><br>"Who was the tipster?" He asked. Raina seemed only to turn her head enough to let Ranch know she knew he was starring at his ass.<br><br><em>(Spanking it...)</em><br><br>"A man named Luther Rawls." Said Stan. His mike sounded muffled which meant he had been drinking coffee. Whenever Stan drank coffee he pulled the mic down to the bottom of his chin and forgot to bring it back up. It pressed on the bottom of his chin and Stan sounded muffled...<br><br>"I'm sorry Stan, your mike sounds really muffled. What did you say the mans name was?" Ranch pulled out his notepad and pen and got ready to scribe.<br><br>"Oh..." The sound of the mike being muffled around "Can you hear me know Ranch?" Stan asked.<br><br>"Yes that's much better. " Ranch answered.<br><br>"Ok, Sorry about that Ranch, I must have left my mike in the down position after sipping coffee..." <br><br><em>"Yes, Stan I know..."</em> Ranch thought to himself. Raina entered the restroom and Ranch looked away, but not before spying Mellinda Glaring at him from behind the counter. He raised his eyebrows as if to say "What?" and she furrowed his cas she loudly chomped on her gum then looked out the front window.<br><br>"Ok, Ranch, uhmm the gentlemen, if you can call him a gentlemen, he sounded more like a pimp to me, gave the name of a Mr. Luther Rawls." Rasnch sighed in disgust.<br><br>In the background The cook dinged the pick up bell for what was probably their food. Ranch realised he hadn't ordered any but most likely Mellinda had already wrote down what he wanted anyways- it was the same every dayd, two eggs, three strips of bacon and wheat toast. <br><br>"You still there Ranch?" Stan asked.<br><br>"Yes." he said sounding annoyed. He rubbed his temples as if some of his annoyance would leave his head and dissipate into the room, but the room was so chaotic and messy, any bad emotions couldn't escape and were trapped to bounce around the inside of his sull noisily giving him a bad headache instantly.<br><br>"C'mon what's wrong big guy... you know this Luther Rawls guy?" Stan asked.<br><br>"As a matter of fact I do, Stan. you do too. He was a big R&amp;B disco singer in the late 70's. Call him Lou Rawls for short." Ranch responded.<br><br>"Who?!?" Stan asked perplexed. He had never heard of him.<br><br>"Never mind, it's a phoney name you big dummy and probably a competing pimp... so it's probably going to be a bullshit tip. Just give me the address." Ranch scribbled the address down as Mellinda noisily piled the plates on the table as Racnh hit end on his flip phone before closing it and returning it to his jacket pocket.<br><br>"You know Ranch, you can just flip that phone shut to hang up." Mellinda said as he handed him exactly what he asked for everyday for so long he didnt really know if there was anything else on the menu. Oddly enough he noticed Raina had ordered the same thing.<br><br>"You haven't come around in a while Ranch." Mellinda continued.<br><br>"What do you mean, Mellinda, I'm here everyday." He answered. He looked into her eyes and saw a spark of something he had seen before. Something that told him he could take her whenever he wanted.<br><br>"I didn't mean around here." She smiled. Raina had returned and smiled at Mellinda and then Ranch before tucking the back of her skirt against the back of her legs as she sat down. Ranch suddenly felt uncomfortable between his past and future. He took a deep breath, smiled at Raina noticing her eyes again looked different.<br><br><em>(Kissing Raina deeply as she moaned while fucking her he thrust and looked into her eyes...)</em><br><br>"Mellinda..." He said struggling to break his gaze shared with Raina. <br><br>"Yes Ranch?" Mellinda answered. Her smile flashing her pretty white teeth which were all strait in a row except for one bicuspid which was crooked. It gave her a small town sweetness when she smiled.<br><br>"Would you please excuse us, I need to have a private Chat with My partner here." Melinda huffed and looked at Raina with the bitter glare and of jealousy poorly hidden behind a loathsome smile. Without a word she spun on one heel and stomped, ever so slightly away in a small tantrum meant to show Ranch how mad she was. She looked over her shoulder at Ranch and saw that spark he saw in her eyes earlier disappear and replaced by two laser beams aimed strait at his heart burning a hole in it. <br><br><em>(Or was it his groin?) </em> <br><br>It didn't matter she was not happy and he would have to make it up to her later otherwise he might not be able to come in again. If he had to break his routine too much he might slip off to a place he couldn't afford to go back too.<br><br>"Ranch?" A voice echoed somewhere off in his mine. He felt the warmth of a hand on top of his. He looked down at his hand and realized it was Raina's hand touching his, gently. Her hands were soft and warm, they were full of definition. He looked up her long thin arm to her blouse.<br><br><em>(Deep cleavage, full round breats)</em><br><br>He looked back at Raina whos eyes were silver once again. Very Amusing. Its as if her eyes reflected the change in her mood.<br><br>"Ranch, You OK?" Raina asked. Ranch pulled his hand out from under hers to grab his napkin and lay it across his lap. <br><br>"Yeah." He said. "That was Stan, our dispatcher, you'll meet him later. Short furry kid; rides his bike to work because of a bunch of Dewey's. too many late nights with 'ol Ranch in the old days. Lucky me, I got out of the whiskey club before he did. Anyway Stan called. He says we have a tipster. A pimp tipster no less..." Ranch grabbed his fork next and began cutting into the yellow yolk of his eggs and shoveling in the pieces of egg as Raina watched.<br><br>"Sounds Interesting." She answered.<br><br>"Yes. Very. he goes by the name Lou Rawls." Ranch sopped up some of the yolk with the toast and munched on some Bacon.<br><br>"Wow- That name sounds familiar." Ranch smiled. She was probably too young too remember the singer. He didn't say much of anything else as he finished his eggs, and Raina began eating her meal. <br><br>Ranch tried not to watch as she put things in her mouth...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Sex, Coffee, and Donuts (Ruaprnstr and Navaeh)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nevaeh</strong> on <strong>24-09-2009, 23:41:55</strong>
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				It was mean of Raina to do what she had done.&nbsp; But after Melinda had said what Ranch had every day he was in there she had ordered the same.&nbsp; There was a place inside of her that knew it would irk the girl but it really didn’t matter.<br><br>While Ranch had watched the young girl stomp back to her job Raina had pursed her lips together to hide a smile at the obvious jealousy that was going on.&nbsp; It was the little things that made it worth it.<br><br>Her attention had then turned to Ranch and what he was saying about the case. “Wow- That name sounds familiar,” But she couldn’t place it.&nbsp; It would come to her when she least expected it.&nbsp; Probably in the middle of the night when she was sleeping and it would wake her up, refusing to let her go back to sleep.<br><br>She had watched him eat his eggs; he did it in a mechanical way.&nbsp; Eating most of them first, starting with the yolk once in a while adding a bite of toast or bacon.&nbsp; He had a method and Raina could tell he rarely deviated from it.&nbsp; This was the same way he ate the same meal every day.<br><br>The man was a control freak; it hit her like a light bulb being turned on.&nbsp; (We’lll see about that.)&nbsp; To hide her smile this time she began eating her own meal.&nbsp; After all cold eggs weren’t appetizing.<br><br>She pretended not to notice him once again watching her as she ate.&nbsp; But she made a game of it.&nbsp; She would take a bite of her eggs, closing her lips around the tines then pulling the fork out slowly.<br><br>At one point she let just a drop of the rich yellow yolk catch in the corner of her mouth.&nbsp; Instead of using her napkin or her tongue Raina reached up to scoop it off with her fingertip then proceeded to suck it off.<br><br>As she savored the drop she glanced up at him.&nbsp; “So we finish here and go check out this tip?”&nbsp; There wasn’t much she could do on the case but to follow his lead as she was being thrown into the middle of it and hadn’t had a chance to study the file on it yet to her liking.<br><br>She let her tongue run over her lips before picking up her cup to take a sip of the quickly growing cold coffee.&nbsp; With the heat fading it made the liquid feel to her tongue as if it was beginning to gel in her cup.<br><br>With a glance towards the counter she was hoping to get Miss Melinda’s attention for a warm up.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Sex, Coffee, and Donuts (Ruaprnstr and Navaeh)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ruaprnstr</strong> on <strong>27-09-2009, 22:56:29</strong>
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				Ranch enjoyed the show that Raina was putting on. <br><br><em>("She doesn't waste much time...")</em> He thought.<br><br>She lazily slurped through her food and at one poiunt even sucked some of the egg yolks goo off her finger, too which he let a smile slip.<br><br><em>(Pushing firmly on the back of her head, her mouth slides down his cock as it did her finger...)</em><br><br>He enjoyed the display and then was firmly tugged back into the here and now from Mellinda's attention gathering cough. He shot her a glance just in time to dsee her frown and then turned his attention to Raina. <br><br>"To answer your question yes, we can finish first, but the tipster we are going to meet is probably using a false name. Lou Rawls was a 70's R&amp;B singer. My guess is he's a pimp and it will all pan out to be bullshit anyways. Pardon my French... I hope you speak french like I do, Raina, you're going to hear some of it all day." Ranch smiled not thinking about sex for a moment.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Sex, Coffee, and Donuts (Ruaprnstr and Navaeh)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nevaeh</strong> on <strong>28-09-2009, 00:53:19</strong>
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				Raina wiped her mouth on her napkin before tossing in her plate and took one more sip of the so called coffee.&nbsp; "Tell me there is some place in this town with better coffee."&nbsp; It really wasn't a question but an askance statement.&nbsp; If she had to drink this every day, she would never make it.&nbsp; She needed good coffee.<br><br>She laughed as she pulled her card from her pocket to pay for their food, positive the macho man across from her wouldn't hear of such a thing. <br><br>&nbsp;Raina had saw the way he was mezmerized as she had eaten her eggs.&nbsp; He also wasn't one to talk about himself as he had passed on her question veering their conversation to the case.<br><br><br>"See I knew I knew that name."&nbsp; She had heard of him and now since he had explained it to her she wouldn't have to worry about it waking her up in the middle of night.&nbsp; She was smiling big now, even having forgotten she had moved the car on him.<br><br>Raina slid out of the booth, she straightened her jacket and pulled her skirt down to smooth it out.&nbsp; "I can make a sailor blush Ranch."&nbsp; Raina gave him a wink as he finally started to rise from his seat.<br><br>
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