Max goes and sees Simmons.

Max back arched off the bed, as she spread her legs open wider inviting Simmons deeper inside her sopping cunt. She gasped, raking her nails into his shoulder blades as he drove his entire length inside her holding there for a moment before pulling out and driving back in. Her juicy cunt gripped around his cock as it tried to draw him deeper in, she took a shaky breath as she felt him throb inside her knowing he was close. Her entire body still tingling from the intense orgasm she had experienced.

She gasped as she felt him slide out of her, and looked up to find him over her aiming his engorged cock at her.

"Hugh.. awwwwee", he whined as he pumped his cock twice before his load burst out. Max raised herself on her elbows and caught huge thick globs of cum over her face, she opened her mouth letting the rest of it spur in it.

Simmons flopped down on the bed next to her spent. Max still lay there breathing heavily, she caught sight of her reflection in the mirror. Her forehead, left cheek, and lips were covered in sperm. Her mattered hair clung to her brow, also stained white. Her skin glowed with perspiration and there was also a glow of satisfaction from the orgasm she enjoyed. Looking at herself, her stomach churned in disgust.

She had come to Simmons' loft as he had directed an hour earlier; she had abandoned waiting for Walter.

On arrival she found Simmons on this bed naked, masturbating to a video recording of her fucking him that first time in the police station. He had then ordered her to strip. Moments later she was writhering in pleasure as three of his fingers worked deep into her cunt while he nibbled and licked her clit.

Once she was about to cum he drove his cock into her body and fucked her rough and hard until she was rocking her body against him willingly fucking him back.

Max used the bed spread to clean her face, she sighed. Simmons stirred next to her.

"Wanted to celebrate Max. Florien is recommending me as the new chief of police after Gibbons retires."

"Let me guess. Gibbons is retiring sooner than he expected."

"First thing Monday mourning. And it's all thanks to you."

"Fuck you", Max spat, disgusted.

"Hey, he gets a nice pension from the city?"

"Anyway, as soon as I heard the news I thought we should, like I said, celebrate."

"I'm not your fucking booty call." Max said getting off the bed, hands on her hips.

Simmons reached into the draw and pulled out two envelopes and tossed it on the bed.

"What's this?"

"Open them"

Max took the first envelope and ripped it open; cash.

"$ 5 000."

Max looked at him, unable to hide her surprise.

She opened the next envelope; tickets to a governmental meeting to re-organize global communications after the pulse.

"What is this?"

"I want you at that meeting, for one purpose Max?"

"Ever year Eyes Only broadcasts from a pirate signal that can only be tapped from inside the meeting 'cause it's a closed circuit."

Max tried to hide her concern, she new what he was going to say next.

"I want you to find out who Eyes Only is."

Max acted, putting on a smirk, Eyes Only is a ghost, how the hell am I supposed to find him?"

"You're a resourceful girl Max, get creative, and if you need incentive, the cassette I watched earlier will, of our, little PD fuck, will be delivered to JamPony."

Max knew that this time Simmons had her backed against a wall, she had the choice of having her friends find out she was a slut, or giving up Logan.