Lisa was good with it because she knew that Tara was definitely in the "likes guys" corner, but wouldn't throw a good woman out of bed. She could live...with that, besides she had me. We didn't have intercourse, but we still made love very intensely. Usually when we were finished and recovered, she would slide down and suck a load out of me. For a lesbian, she sure liked to drink come.Dee still had the uneasy aura surrounding her. She was keeping up with the conversations but there was just. “What’s going on?” she asked, “I’m supposed to be cleaning this flat.”“No chance of that, Miss,” he smiled, “SOCO are going over the place.”“SOCO?” she queried.“Scene of Crime Officers,” he answered. “CSI if you watch TV,” and he laughed.“What’s he supposed to have done?”“Can’t tell you that Miss.”So she turned away and went back to her office.Mid-afternoon, she had just returned with Gail. The rain was still falling and she had used the car. The police van had gone but in its place was a small. The slap froze her body in shock, allowing him to pull her knickers off and he flung them into the corner. He now started on her blouse, button after button was undone until he pulled it off her shoulders. He popped her front opening bra to reveal her small breasts to his view."Yeah, nice," he said, his hands mauling her tits savagely."Oh please, no, please stop," she was really panicking now, but he was not to be denied. His forced his knee between her thighs to opened her up so he could get. Forgive the philosophy. Rachel stood naked, still in her stilettos, and simply walked across the room. That was all she did, but it was like a stunning piece of performance art. Maybe I'm crazy. The fluid movements of her body, the natural wiggle of her hips, the curves, the beautiful texture of her skin, full firm breasts with erect nipples, fabulous bottom, thick black bush, perfect long legs--the thighs, the knees, the calves, the ankles, the feet, I could gaze at that body all day long and.