He cuddled up, spooning his mother. Even though Ricky's hard dick was against her ass, Helen felt safe. It was what she wanted because she was getting...little affection from her husband. They were going through a difficult time.Ricky shuffled, and his left hand rested on Helen's breast. He wasn't feeling it. His hand just idled over her 'A' cup boob."You okay, mom?" Ricky asked.Helen replied a nervous, "Yes," because her initial comfort was beginning to shift. The lack of intimacy with her. No I didn't have a lot of forgiveness in my heart. That was the church's Job or maybe even the ADA's job, Cops were supposed to pick up the bad guys. Somebody else had the job of deciding their fate. If he got me bounced from the unit because of this I was going to be pissed.I fell into bed without even taking a shower first. I was tired and my ribs hurt slightly. It was a minor pain, but it was always there. The doctor told me when he released me that, if I couldn't control the pain with OTC. One famous night, an unfortunate streetwalker had been so offended by the discussion of female complications and sexually transmitted diseases that she had ranted at the diners before storming out to search for a higher class of degenerate.A long forgotten bad boy had discovered the power of horribly overheated and maniacally prepared coffee when he had overstayed his welcome. Patrons had laughed about his predicament for days before moving on to other victims.Over the course of years, the. Sammy was unique because she was the brains of the operation, one of the few girls in the school that had book smarts. The plain girl’s boyfriend also helped in that department too.“Hey, Suzy!” a voice called out, waving from down the street.Suzy had stayed up late to girltalk with Gale but she didn’t think she was that tired. Rubbing her eyes, she felt as if she were dreaming as her friend came into closer view. ‘Plain’ was no longer a correct adjective for Sammy. Designer shoes, clothes, even.