Any person can show up at any moment," I said trying to convince Natalia to give up on her intention of doing it in the office."Shut up! It's just a q...ickie before Christian returns," she exclaimed as the tip of her tongue licked the head of my erect cock.Then, she stood up, held my hand and took me to the edge of my desk. She put her left hand on the desk, while with the other she lifted her skirt. To my surprise, she was not wearing any panties. I came closer, hugged her from behind, touched. “All evidence to the contrary,” Shannon sniped.“Bitch!” Kristi scowled.“It’s not a bad thing,” Shannon smiled, “I fucked you the day we met. I wouldn’t trade us for the world.”“Well,” Kristi didn’t know how to fight off the verbal barbs and the friendly side hugs, “But you can’t really put your dick in the world.”“You can’t tell me what I can do,” Shannon disagreed.“But--OK, tell me why I have to go get a boy. You’re the one built for sex.”“Except, as Curtis, I’ll have to see this guy. Feeder, beater, reader… wait, that could work. It would have to do. She announced, with as much confidence as she could fake, "I'm Cheer Raider."The cops looked at each other, then back at her. The other one said, "The chief is going to have a lot of questions about this. Would you mind coming in to the station with us?" Um… sorry. Bye!" she said, and immediately set of into a round off back handspring full twist layout. When she landed, she was back outside her house. "Right. Sugarshine, can. So as to look like Ms. Johnson?" Sure . . . why?" Aaron asked inquisitively."Because it's now blonde!" Terry said as he pointed his trembling hand towards his friend's head."What are you talking about?" Aaron began as he grabbed a handful of hair and held it in front of his face. He was stunned as his eyes nearly bugged out of his head. "What the f . . . " he gasped as his fingers sifted through the soft golden hair that he was holding.He instantly reached up and tried to pull off the wig . ..