He wondered if he had knocked off a wire when he had handing out the ammunition the previous week. He said, “Let me check the trunk.”“Sure,” t...e cop said. He walked to the back of the car while Mike popped the trunk open from inside the car.Mike hadn’t reached the back of the car when he noticed the cop backing away. He looked in the back and realized that he was still hauling a case of cop killer bullets. He also noticed one of the wires hanging down. He plugged it in and the rear light came. Aaron gasps. “But we’re practically broke. Mom was talking about it. The repair guy is going to cost a fortune.” As he explains his guilt, his hands grab at his brother’s ass. At first it is over his underwear, but them he goes under and pulls the boy into him again.This time it is Rusty groaning. “What done is done,” he says, grunting. “Fuck it and...” He moves out of his brother’s reach and puts the boy on his back. His legs go between Aaron’s. Then he grabs the waistband and smiles. “ .... She reached out with her right hand and took Annie's fingers in hers. They might have paraded onto the dance floor, if it had been less crowded. Hand in hand, they pushed their way into the middle of the crowd, the loud music thumping in their ears. Annie stared into Daniella's eyes for a moment, then bowed -- still holding her right hand. Then she straightened, released her hold on Daniella, and began to dance.At first, Daniella was scared. She was so hot in the tight, rubber halter and. The good friend part was a bit of a lie, in all honesty I really didn't know her all that well, I was simply trying my luck. She gave me a kiss on the cheek and a hug which was good enough for me. *A Plastic is your typical bimbo, blonde, slut, whore, popular girl who doesn't look real. ======= [One way of telling the story is by writing it as an MSN conversation. Cuts out some of the boring and slightly shitty dialogue. They’ll be some MSN style cyber later on in Part II… ;)]I sat at home on.