He zoomed in to read it. "So, she's a Wild Child, is she?" he said out loud. He watched as she slowly put on a skimpy night shorts outfit. He decided ...hat there was only one way to find out just how she felt about him, and maybe, just maybe how she would feel on him. And just how wild she was.Zipping up his pants, not bothering with his shirt, he turned the monitors off and headed down to the cell area. Once there, Sheriff Wells found Amber lying on the bed, flipping through a magazine. Seeing. He stood in this doorway, admiring what he could see--a mammoth marble lined entryway with dual stairways heading in different directions, what appeared to be a ball room straight ahead of him, and other passages leading off to who knows where.Kari was halfway up the stairs before she realized that he was still standing in the doorway, his mouth open, just looking."What's the matter? What are you doing down there?" Nothing is the matter. I'm just standing here, admiring your house. It's. What do you want?’ ‘I need to have a conversation with you. I promise not to do anything. I will be over tonight around seven.’ I hung up. Right at seven that evening I pulled up to the mobile home. It was about 8 years old. They must have bought it used. It was a single wide. 14 X 80 I think. Parked on a small lot in trailer park where you own the lot. Parked next to the trailer, was her car, a Corolla, and an early 2000 pickup truck. Both seemed to have a lot or wear and tear. I knocked on. After a few minutes of this I slipped my hand round to cup her perfect breasts and stroke her nipples, she thrust her pussy against me hard then and moaned into my open mouth, pulling her to me I slowly lifted the side of her top to reveal a perfect breast and light pink, hard little nipple, I sucked it and she bit my neck and moaned again for me, I told her how much I wanted to taste her and she smiled a naughty little smile, unbuttoning her jeans and slipping her hand into them she fingered.