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There was a lot of training, a detailed application process, physical requirements, and screenings to even be accepted into the program. Not to mention a rigorous eighteen-week training program in Glynco, Georgia.

At first, he’d been interested in the marshal’s office, but then he decided to stay in Blessing and be close to his family and this case that someday he was going to solve.

“Are you happy about your brother being with Stacy?” Ely asked.

“Of course,” she said. “I don’t understand two men sharing a woman, but if he’s happy, that’s all that matters.”

Ely chuckled from the back seat and Jordan glanced at her quickly before he turned his attention back to the road.

“Back when Blessing was just a dirt spot on a road between San Antonio and Fort Worth, there weren’t enough women. So the men agreed to share a woman between them. This way they could have a wife and children. It’s worked so well, that many in our little town have continued the practice.”

The woman shifted in the seat and all he could think about was exploring her luscious body. Her full rounded breasts, her tiny waist, and legs that seemed to go on forever.

“Back then, I could understand it better, but today, why would you agree to the practice and not each of you find yourself a woman? There are plenty of us,” she said.

How could he tell her without scaring her, because if he could, he wanted to show her everything.

“Well, when two men are focused on giving a woman pleasure, the sounds of her moans as one man claims her and one man gives her an orgasm satisfy the woman and the men.”

“And when one is taking her pussy and one is filling her ass, there has never been a better feeling for the men or the women,” Ely said.

Jordan wasn’t going to tell her that just yet, but now it was out there.

She gasped and whirled around to Ely. “But isn’t that painful?”

“Not the way we do it,” Ely said. “Darling, you don’t know what you’re missing. Two men can satisfy a woman better than one.”

Jordan did his best to focus on driving while they were having this conversation. What he really wanted was to show this woman how it was between them.

“But what about the two of you? Are you gay?”

They both laughed. “Oh, hell no.”

“We don’t touch one another, only you,” Jordan said making it personal, letting her know he would love to touch her.

She squirmed on the seat and Jordan hoped that was because her pussy was excited to hear them speaking of how they made love to a woman.

Just then, they pulled up to the jail. It was midnight. The clerk had set the phone to ring to him if anyone called in. They had no prisoners at this time, so they would be all alone.

As soon as he put the truck in park, Ely hopped out and opened the door for Camila.

He took her hand and helped her out of the cab.

Jordan was jealous of him getting to check her out. He wanted to help her out of the truck to see her naked legs and dream about her wrapping them around him as he drove his cock into her pussy.

He walked to the building and unlocked the door. He held it open so Camila and Ely could walk in and then shut and locked it behind them.

While Blessing was extremely safe, it was better that they didn’t experience any surprises or unwelcome visitors.

He flipped on the lights and they walked back toward the back. “This is my office. Ely’s is next to mine. Then we have a clerk who logs in our prisoners and watches the office while we’re out.”

He led her down the hall to the three jail cells.

“Here is where we keep our prisoners when we have them. Most of our cases are DUIs, burglary, and an occasional car thief. Mostly kids who want to go joy riding and then realize what kind of trouble they’re in.”

“No, rape, wife beaters, child molesters,” she said.

His chest tightened. He didn’t want to talk about his case. It ate at him, and tonight he wanted it to be about pleasure.

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