He had always been confident in his size, though he wasn’t huge. He had a nicely shaped head, the top of which curved inward and back up into the ri...ge at the base of the head in a way that made it look stylish. The rim of the head met the smooth skin of his cock on the bottom just under the head, and there. extending down the length of the bottom of his cock, where he had so often imagined Cho’s tongue running slowly, was a vein in the shape of a lightening bolt. The scar was more famous, but. Not that he saw him and Keni in the back seat of an old Cadillac. No, what he saw was them in a king sized bed, with hot, sweaty bodies and coiled together like a pair of snakes in mating season. Six months, a year ago he might have put it down to five years of enforced celibacy. But he’d known plenty of women since his release from confinement, and he knew plenty more who would have acted out his fantasies with little regret. So what the hell was going on with Keni? Why was he so hot for a gal. I really like it, though. I think it suits me.” “Of course, you look incredible, but why do my tits hang out of mine?” “Well, it had to be period dress, but it had to be sexy! You'd be tempting the pervert to take you to bed, wouldn't you?” Cindy felt her face flood with colour. “I think we nailed it. I want to fuck you, never-mind him!” “But he isn't here! It's our friends I have to show my tits to all evening!” “Au contraire.” Leaning against the wall was a man in a dark suit and a purple. Schwartz ducked that issue when he went back to report to the DA. He blamed it on the jury, for jumping to what he was sure was an erroneous conclusion.The Commissioner of Police wasn't happy either. He was still smarting in the aftermath of the internal affairs and state investigations. That he'd requested the state to get involved didn't make him feel any better. It had ended up airing the department's dirty laundry. So far, all he'd had to tell the mayor was that a large number of rapes had.