The policeman who responded to their 911 call seemed to fill the room with his presence and his body. The muscles in his biceps stretched the fabric of his sleeves to the point where Sam wondered why they had not ripped. The officer’s shirt did little to mask the broad shoulders and chest and the buttons looked close to bursting off the fabric. His eyes seemed to pop out of his dark skin and the black mustache was thick and bushy.
Sam had to force his eyes away from the round ass and the bulge in the man’s crotch.
He’s bigger than Joel, he thought in awe.
“So you have no idea how someone got in here?” the officer was asking.
“No,” they replied in unison.
“Fellas, I’m sorry to say, there’s not much to go on,” Officer Parsons said with a sigh. “No signs of a break-in. Nothing out of pla
