“Sorry, I’ve got an appointment back at the office with Lars,” I said. “Why don’t you call me next time you’re doing a drug bust? I’d re...lly like to ride along for that.”“You know I don’t do drug busts,” Jordan answered. Apparently, my sarcasm was too subtle. Jordan’s a nice guy but you know what? Sometimes he’s a little dense.“You know what you could do sometime?” I asked. “Stop by with the file on this case, especially Brenda’s profile and arrest record. I’d just like to scan through it once. You’re sitting on a gold mine.”The man got up and laid a business card on the table. He smiled, looking at Betty, and said, “Give me a call if you change your mind.”Betty blushed, “Can you believe the nerve of that guy?”“No doubt, like I’d ever let another man put his hands on you,” Tom said firmly.A few weeks later, Tom and Betty were served with an eviction notice. They had ten days to pay at least fifty percent of their back rent, or they’d be escorted off the property by the police.Tears. A world in which a beautiful girl was just an object to be possessed, enjoyed, and humiliated.He picked up a horse riding crop and cut through the air with it near her cheek. Then he stroked her gently down her side, above the waist. It was so soft and gentle it made her blood chill. Then he began hitting her with light taps and gradually little harder strokes that stung the white flesh of her backside.THWACK! TAWACK!"Ow! Please! Stop!" She pleaded.He enjoyed watching her squirm and gasp,. There was little (if any) foreplay at all. If he fingered my pussy it was just get it appropriately wet before sticking his cock in. I made a glance down at my watch but it was really to steal a glimpse over at Luke. That day in the laundry room he was wearing grey sweat pants that fit quite snuggly and offered a very well defined outline of his cock. He was exceptionally well endoed to say the least, but I am afraid I was now staring at him. The ride up in the elevator to our floor was.