About the time Curt reached into Amy’s blouse to fondle her sizable tits, an alarm sounded. They both jumped up, grabbed their weapons and headed to...the perimeter wall. They spotted a small group of marauders standing outside their security fence. Two of them were trying to climb the fence.The apparent leader of the thugs pointed toward Curt and Amy and shouted. “There they are.” He and several others began firing their handguns at the roof top.Amy and Curt took aim and fired at nearly the same. Even the drop-dead hotties on the senior cheerleader squad couldn't hold a candle to her. Her pretty face and smoking hot body visited his dreams and fueled his masturbation sessions.Lonnie remembered the first year their parent's allowed her to wear a bikini when they went to the beach. As she walked from the changing rooms it wasn't a stretch for Lonnie to imagine that she was in her lingerie. The sight of her had him afraid to get out of the water lest everyone see the lump in his bathing. One of my friends’ wife was a nurse. She knew I’d been an art major in college before joining the police department. She hung out with me, mostly for pity, at least that was what I thought. The day after our latest outing I was lounging on the couch watching a Cubs game. Not that I’m a Cubs fan, they just happened to be on TV. I was toying with the idea of hoping in the shower, but I had another couple of hours before I had to get ready for the afternoon shift. I started to get ready for a run. Didn’t seem thirty at all. “I guess that’s Max? Is now a bad time for you?”I chuckled. “He’s ... doing what he does best. One moment, and I’ll be right with you.”I scooped up the offending item while Max kicked his back legs in pride at what he’d just extruded, then I stood upright and smiled at her as I tied the bag. “Hi, I’m Michael Hulse, Mike. Sorry about that. I’d shake hands, but you know where they’ve just been.”Max was madly wagging his tail as he got to know the two strangers; I.