"Hey Champ!" Frank said after hugging Colton and giving him a light punch in the arm."Do you want to come inside?" Amanda offered.Frank craned his nec... and looked at Marla, "I don't think that's a good idea. Maybe you can come with me for a little while and we can talk."Colton frowned, he didn't want to be left in the care of his grandma while his parents went to talk, but Amanda arranged it anyway. She grabbed her coat and followed Frank out to his truck and couldn't help wondering if she was. I didn’t join the police force to prove myself. Instead, I got into it because I think like a guy. I enjoy hanging around with them. We think alike. I’m physical, I love figuring out what motivates people, and I like being challenged.” She stretched out her legs, crossing her heavy boots at the ankles before continuing. “It’s not to say I’m a bull-dyke, by any stretch of the imagination, but I’m intensely competitive. While I like competing against women, I prefer how men push each other and. Like these lovely tits. They are tiny but so firm, I really like them. But things only feel sexy if you see them as sexy, if you know what I mean.”“That’s just what Valerie said!” gasped Sara happily.“And tanned,” Rachel continued, “that’s so sexy. I’m going to tan mine, and my ass too...” she stroked over the sides of Sara’s asscheeks.I watched Sara writhe about with her hands tied while the two beautiful brunettes chatted and worked her over. It was all hard to believe.I started digesting. What a waste of time and effort it was to call in Beth. In fact, it had been a big mistake. Karen didn't at all appreciate the games Beth was playing, making it more difficult to control her slave. Beth's subtler methods were bogus anyway and it would be a cold day in hell before she asked for that bitch's help or advice again. Karen saw herself as an expert in the art of intimidation. Yeah, that's all she needed, a practical knowledge in intimidating and then controlling her opponents to get.