"That was weird." You said to yourself. "I could have swore I saw someone of here a little bit ago." You continue to look around the alters to see if a thief was hiding.
Your name is Rio Steelman. Your real name is Robert but like most Roberts who change their names, you are you of the few that didn't change your name to Bob. You're a 30 year old man with a well, build body with huge (but not disgustingly huge) biceps and muscular thighs. You could do an impression of Superman if it wasn't for your faded blonde hair. You had considered being a cop and decided that working at the museum till you passed your classes as a cop. Your family wish you would reconsider and stay as a museum guard. Even mentioning over and over that ever since Batman came, the cost to the police went down. Nonetheless, your heart was set being of the brave souls that risk their lives everyday on the street.
Coming to the end of the field of Fitishs, you were about to leave when you heard some heavy breathing coming behind pillar. Knowing its someone, you pulled out your gun and prepare yourself. You can never be too careful in this city. After a few moments and the heavy breathing continued, you finally decide to confront whoever it is. You moved around the pillar and pointed your gun at the criminal. You notice the person was laying on the floor but in the dark, you couldn't see who it is. You quickly pray to yourself this isn't a monster movie and turn on your flash light.
To your surprise, what you found was a little girl. She is laying with her eyes closed in front of you, probably playing to be asleep. Stunned, you slapped yourself for being so nervous. Its just a kid who, from what you can tell, separated for her parents and was playing Catwoman from the clothes she is wearing. As you laugh at yourself, you took another look at her. It's then that you notice something was wrong with her. She was huffing and her forehead was sweating. Her body shivered but she wasn't even holding her arms together to keep herself warm. And she may not even notice that your here. Worried, you got on your knees next to her and grab her shoulder. "Hey kid! Are you alright?" You ask.
She didn't even replied or shook your hand away but she groaned. That was not a fake agonizing call that she was in pain. She is in pain! In a hurry, you bend over pick her up off the floor. Not meaning anything by it, your big hand grabbed her cute little ass. You momentarily pause, feeling her soft, little butt through the smooth costume. Squishy. You shook your head as if to help you get back in focus of the situation. You ran little girl out of the museum to somewhere where she could be taken care of. As you ran though, you couldn't deny how cute and sexy this girl is and that a big bulge is forming in your pants. Your feet flew as you sprint for the parking lot without alerting your fellow co-workers.
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