Blood Wild - Sex Stories

Blood Wild

... quipped about having babysat Walter when he was younger. Turns out that Betty was an aunt by marriage to Walter. Small world indeed.

Cam asked Trina what her plans were after graduating. She had mentioned that she had been considering going to college in Kansas City, but was not so sure that still held her interest. It seems that the accident had changed her perspective on some things in life. Truth be known, she said that she was now considering just finding a job locally if one could be found. What, she couldn’t say yet.

Throughout the meal, Cam felt growing interest in him from Trina. Or at least he thought he detected that. He couldn’t be sure of course, but he could hope anyway. Yeah, she was younger than him but not by too many years to consider it awkward. And, she seemed much more mature than her years might suggest. He supposed a brush with death like she had had, might change one, make them a little more mature.

After one slice of peach cobbler, Cam had to decline a second and said that he really needed to be getting back on patrol. Being the least senior in the department, he couldn’t afford to be reprimanded for having dinner with friends while on duty. He thanked Vivian profusely telling her she was such a wonderful cook.

Cam thanked Walter for the invitation as well, as he shook his hand one last time. Trina stood and said she’d walk Cam out to his car. Walter, who was about to stand to do just that, paused halfway out of his chair and caught an ...

... insistent look from his daughter and settled back into his seat smiling.

Outside standing beside Cam’s cruiser, her arms crossed protectively over her chest, perhaps outwardly showing some nervousness, Trina smiled timidly at Cam. Cam stood there his hands turning his broad brimmed uniform hat in his hands like a steering wheel or something as he hemmed and hawed feeling awkward as to what to say. Nervous as a teenager but excited like he hadn’t been in ages.

“So, you’re on patrol tonight?” Trina said more than asked.

“Yeah, one of the older guys took a vacation for the rest of this week so I got tapped to fill in on his regular shift, night patrol.” Cam groused light heartedly.

“That’s not such a big deal though, is it?” Trina asked as she began to rock and sway side to side every so slightly, kind of twisting in place.

“No, not really. It can get a little lonely out there at night though, if nothing is happening, which is how I prefer it anyway. Don’t need any more excitement for a while.” Cam said with a smile.

“Too bad I don’t have my own phone line... I’d say you could call me if you got bored or lonely.” Trina said, amazing herself by her own audacity to even say such a thing, out loud anyway.

Cam shook his head slightly as if to make sure he had heard her correctly, tilting his head a little to his right shoulder. He looked at her face and those dazzling blue eyes seeking for any teasing or mischief she might be up to. Seeing only that warm kindly ...