“Fuck you Sarge,” he said turning his attention to the road.At the office the man I called Lt shook my hand. “Let’s go down to the coffee cart...” he suggested.“Sure,” I said following him down to the elevator. “When did you get to be a coffee gourmet?”“Since they hired topless baristas,” he commented.“Right,” I said. She wasn’t topless, but she was damn close. She had arguably the largest cleavage I had ever seen on a waitress of any kind. Since I wasn’t paying I just enjoyed the view. “The. "You get you're my boyfriend, right?" she asked me."Are you sure?" I asked. "You can have any guy."I did NOT love the way she was looking at me."Yeah! Yeah!" I said quickly. "We're boyfriend and girlfriend. Definitely!" Good," she said. "After I call my mom about this, we're going to take the final step in your room."Final step?Obviously, a shit storm made landfall! Ambulances took the boy with the mushed face, the guy with the broken ribs, and broken-arm guy to the hospital. School. I eased it up inside of her and I felt her tongue shoot back. She grunted a little before relaxing and moaning. I now had both of my fingers in her little wet slit. I then started moving them in and out. Every time I went in I would feel her body shiver and when I pulled out she would relax. After a while I pulled my fingers out. She then pulled her head away from mine and looked at me with a smile. I then felt her leg slowly pull my elastic waist band pajama pants down. I then felt her pull. “Ladies and gentleman” began Chris Maple, “would you please welcome our first finalist to the stage ... Miss Vhasha Singh.”Everyone clapped loudly as Miss Vhasha Singh came on stage with a slightly nervous step. This was already her fourth appearance having made it through the other three rounds but knowing that this was ‘The Final Round’ added a slightly new level of tension to the moment.The young girl did not come on naked straight away but had a Pageant gown draped around her shoulders and.