" She lookedat me for a moment and then said, "All right, big boy. Come on let's do it."She stepped up close to me and I wrapped my arms around her. S...e put her warm, soft arms around my neck. She lifted her face to me and closed her eyes as I brought my lips down to meet hers. The kiss was warm and sweet, but Shilpa kept her lips tightly closed and was a little stiff."Well, how was the kiss, did you like it?" She started to step back, but Iheld her close."It was really sweet, Shilpa, but I. "PLEASE? May I?"Smiling broadly, the older one continued to stroke, up and down, up and down, slowly, but this time without the sudden, abrupt refusal, as had been the case prior; and soon, the younger man began ejaculating; and the sight of that creamy-thick whiteness, jetting up into the open air, and landing, haphazardly, all over the young man's stomach and thighs, the older one was smiling happily as he emptied those young balls of all the sperm he could extract!"Better---isn't it? When. I stood and walked to his table. I took a picture of his badge, his nametag and finally his face. Then I took a picture of each of them."What the hell do you think you are doing?" the one with the Sergeant's stripes asked."Ask the officer here what he was doing taking my picture," I suggested. "I think there is such a thing as professional standards where you work. If not there should be," I said."I wasn't taking a picture," the officer said."Of course not, and I didn't really take yours. But we were already downtown, already at the dance club and I blinked with some surprise as I realized Stacy had brought me to the same club that Gary had the night previous. I swallowed hard and felt a little paranoid for some reason, like I was revisiting the scene of a crime. Begging to get caught. I wondered if my best friend had brought me her for any specific reason. Like maybe Stacy knew what I'd been up to, but that was ridiculous and I pushed it away with a forced smile."Have you been.