I think Jacob looks damn good in police uniform. I imagine him working as a policeman and me being a criminal. He tries to get me talking but I remain silent, only flirting with him. He becomes angry and pinches me to the table while we are still in the questioning room. “Do you want to play rough? I can play rough!” Frye climbs on top of me and rips my blouse off. “Stop! They are watching us!” I nod in the direction of the mirror. “Let them watch. I will fuck you if it’s the only way to get some info from you. They’ll even thank me,” he laughs. And I give in, knowing that he’s right but I can’t resist. Jacob fucks me so hard and good that I spill the beans although don’t regret it one bit.