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of sex from a stranger but they were less
likely to turn down a blow job. It also gave the guy an added
pleasure to get more than was offered. Candy got such a rush from
fulfilling hot mens’ unsolicited fantasies of having sex on the
beach with a gorgeous stranger. After all, it was Candy’s fantasy
too. That was what she referred to her husband as, “girls’ night
out.”
    “That asshole!”
    “So I take it you were not with him last
night.”
    “No, he told me he had to do an all nighter
at the office, to get ready for court.”
    “Have you seen him since?”
    “Yes, he came home early this morning. He
took a shower, we made love and he went back to work.”
    “He has a lot of stamina.”
    “You asshole! How dare you!”
    “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean it that way. It was
just that,” The Lieutenant hesitated. “We found cocaine in her room
as well.”
    That made Candy pissed. She thought David was
a goody two shoes. Candy got her nickname Candy from all the nose
candy she used to indulge. She gave that up when she moved in with
David.
    “I can’t believe it. He told me he never did
drugs. I can barely get him to drink.”
    It actually worked in Candy’s favor that
David was such a square, so she believed. It made her secret girls’
night out less risky of to run into David.
    “It might not be completely what it seems. We
think David’s ex-wife was blackmailing him.”
    “Blackmail?”
    “We found a file in the trunk of her car. It
had information about you.”
    Candy froze, her stomach dropped. She felt
light headed. The Lieutenant noticed and stepped in the door and
grabbed her arm.
    “Let me find you a seat.”
    The lieutenant walked Candy over to the
living room’s black leather sofa.
    “I’m sorry, maybe I shouldn’t have given you
all the details. I’ve been accused of being insensitive more than
once. I guess I’ve been in this business too long.
    “Can I get you something to drink?”
    “Yes please, the glasses are in the first top
cupboard, and could you bring me the bottle of Merlot, it’s above
the refrigerator.”
    Candy was shaking in fear of what could be in
the file. Did David find out about her past? Is that why David
killed his wife, in rage of what I’ve done? He did come home. He
wasn’t mad, on the contrary, he seemed hornier than normal. He’s
usually not horney in the morning. Unless they were on vacation or
something. Candy’s mind was racing.
    The Lieutenant placed the bottle and glass on
the coffee table in front of Candy. He removed the cork and poured
her half a glass. Candy leaned over, took the glass from the
Lieutenant’s hand. If she wasn’t so shaken up, she would have
noticed his strong tan warm hands. She would have “accidentally”
caressed his fingers as she tried to find the glass. Not this time.
This time her desire was in the form of alcohol. She really wanted
Captain Morgan from the bottle but she had just enough control to
ask for something a little more “ladylike”.
    Candy brought the glass to her mouth and
didn’t remove it until she was looking at her fingers through the
empty bottom.
    She could feel the warmth of the alcohol
going down her throat, chest and into her belly. It quickly calmed
her nerves.
    She took a breath and poured herself another
glass. This time to the rim.
    “You didn’t get yourself a glass?”
    “No ma'am, I’m on duty.”
    “Don’t be silly. It’s just wine. I won’t
tell.”
    The Lieutenant just gave a smile.
    Candy took another large drag from her
glass.
    “So officer, what is your first name?”
    “It’s Lieutenant.”
    “Sorry Lieutenant. Give it up, I’ll feel more
comfortable if we keep it informal.”
    “If it makes you feel more comfortable then,
my name is Jack.”
    “Nice to meet you Jack.”
    “Are you feeling a little better?”
    “Oh yes thank you. What would I ever do
without alcohol?”
    What would she do? Not much, alcohol brought
out Candy’s inner devil.
    “Good, do you want to