Ol'Jack will keep ya safe."Sammi contemplated the idea for a couple minutes but the idea of changing clothes, she was wearing the same clothes she was...wearing when she boarded the first bus over three days ago, sounded really good as well as stretching out to sleep rather then just slumped down in the front seat. She looked at the dog that had been riding next to her almost the entire time she was in the truck. She looked down at him and quietly asked him what he thought. Ol'Jack just looked. It looked only a little awkward. I tipped Mrs. Apple anextra $20 for her help.Once back in the car, I said: "Go ahead, Bobbi, speak without fear." How could you do that? I thought you were my friend." You thought I was an easy lay."That silenced him better than any threat. I let the professor talk again: "Bobbi, moral codes are there for areason. Your moral code says men don't wear mascara and pretty blouses.When you look at a tube of mascara or a pretty blouse, you're helplessto resist, so the. "Please." she pleaded. "I can't lose this job. Please I'll do anything. Do you want money? I could give you a 98 average. I could buy you alcohol."I looked her up and down. She was about 28 and one of the younger teachers at my school. Her tits were like a 34C or something and her ass was nice and round. Her face was flawless with big, bright green eyes and full perfect lips and her dirty blonde hair came to just past her shoulders. She was small, only like 110 and 5ft 4. As I looked up and. I guess I was a bit too anxious and soon I saw the cop behind me pulling me over. Not wanting a ticket I tore the tee enough to let the girls dance for him, at least I hoped it was a him. I looked in the side view and yes it was him, and a nice young him it was. As he leaned in the window to ask for my license and registration I leaned over to give the girls more air and his eyes went right to them. I reached out with the required ID's and brushed my hand against his crotch a bit while he tried.