The protagonist of this story. A cocky and arrogant young man. Incredibly handsome and confident. Swimmer’s body, six-pack abs, blue eyes, black hai.... Lucy Lockhart: 25. Tommy’s former babysitter and current police office. Short red hair, big green eyes, freckles, nice tits, big ass. Easily bullied into sex and demeaning situations. Ciara Chocolate: 35. A mysterious woman with great wealth and influence in Climax City. Milk-chocolate skin, tall, Amazonian, large breasts, short sleek brown hair,. “But what’s your excuse now? What was your excuse when you were able to talk to me?”I’m not allowed to.“Not allowed to?” she asks, a look of puzzlement crossing her face. “Why the hell not?”Because you’re not ready for it.“And a cat gets to decide that?”No, the elders get to.“Just what the hell are you anyway, or are you not allowed to tell me that either?”I’m a cat, duh... “That’s not what I meant...”Then maybe you should be more specific. Besides, how much more simple can I get?“I’ve never. I look at my eldest, Trisha, who is now 15 and she reminds me so much of me, well in her looks at least. God knows what she gets up to when she goes out, if she is anything like me, god help the male population around here. At her age I was about 5' 4" tall, slim with nice shaped boobs even if they were only a 'B' cup. My hair was blond and long and used to love to wear in loose down my back.As for sex I was like most girls at that age, I just loved it. It was all part of life for young girl to. She told me that she hasn't given you an answer yet, which I'm surprised at." Why was that not a smart thing to do?" he asks confused.Vincent walks over and sits in an armchair across from him, shaking his head. "Jarod, Jarod, Jarod. You're suppose to ask the father's permission first but, I'll let that slide. Do you have any idea what you're going to do, for a profession I mean." No, not yet. I mean, I don't exactly have what anyone would consider an education and I don't think the Center will.