Jac E Ch. 01 - Sex Stories

Jac E Ch. 01

... the commotion was, so?"

"Is that when you started to video the commotion with your phone? I need an official timestamp to establish my commotion timeline, so, I might need to confiscate your phone and not because I think there are sexy videos on your phone, so?"

"Oh no, that's when turned around and sat in front of my mirror for a little bit because that's what I do before I go outside on commotion night and the personal videos on my phone are weak at best, but my stored phone numbers might shock you, but I rarely say "no" when someone wants me to have their number and not everything means something, so?"

"OMG, I'm the Detective and I'll determine what means what! Now, you listen and you listen good missy ma'am because..."

"Detective Ernie, would you like a hot chocolate? I mean, in half of the TV shows, I mean, someone always hands the lead Detective a coffee at the scene of the crime, but it seems pretty late at night right now for a coffee, so?"

So, here's my deal, folks, with my weak ass videos. I'm extremely pleased that I ended up with a smaller and compact body during my transition process, but gracefulness is a work in progress. I can bounce on the balls of my feet, but flirt pivoting on the balls of my feet is more like I'm keeping time for a marching band. But it's a work in progress, so.

"[Grumble, mumble, grunt] I can't ask for a hot chocolate, missy ma'am, but if one was shoved into my hand as I'm taking commotion statements, you know, with ...

... little marshmallows floating on top, I mean, we have a new hire in the department who might just know what Gothic Bold font is for your official statement, but I'll have to grunt at you out loud!"

Um, Detective Ernie screams everything out loud, so, whatever.

"Oh, I mean, hey, I mean, hey Jacky, I mean, where are you going Jacky because nobody has been released yet from the commotion crime scene and I mean, hey, Jacky, um, where are you off to then because..."

Oh, Jacky is acceptable from my old school mates, but I shortened it up after graduation.

"Hey, Tyler, um, I've shortened my name to Jac E these days, but I have special permission from the top brass to shake my ass towards my apartment building and make a couple of hot chocolates, so..."

"Tee he, you said "shake your ass for the top brass" just now, Jac E, tee he."

I did not say that.

"Tee he and you're wearing perfect sleeping shorts for that, Jac E, tee he."

Well, that might have been true, but that's kind of nature of tiny sleeping shorts, right?

"Did you want to come with, Tyler? I could use some help with a carrying tray because it looks like I need to make 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, um, 5 hot chocolates for the commotion police, so?"

I mean, that didn't take much.

And I have no idea if my booty shakes when I walk. My eyes point forward.

"Jac E, I mean, I mean, I mean, stove top or microwave for the boiling water, huh?"

"Oh, fill the big green tea pot that's on the stove burner, Tyler ...