Once again safely behind his closed door, he sighed heavily. He removed his robe and finished drying off, then took his security guard uniform off the...hanger and began to dress.Back in Mayberry, Sheriff Andy Taylor walked down Main Street. He passed several townspeople who smiled and nodded. The door to Emmett's Fix-it Shop was open, and he leaned inside."Hey, Emmett," he grinned."Hey, Andy." Emmett looked up from the innards of the toaster he was working on. "Nice day out." Sure is." Andy. " He looked at the other guys. "It a man's ass, and I'm going to fuck it. But, it's OK, 'cause we didn't kiss, we didn't make eye contact while he sucked my dick, and we won't make eye contact while I fuck him." And he puffed out his chest to his buddies, almost as a challenge. "My turn at that ass, now."He stepped behind and pushed me forward, until my face and chest were against the alley wall. He place his hands on my hips and pulled my ass towards him, giving him more access. He placed his. As a minor having the booze in my possession, was illegal. But now that the pot and paraphernalia were gone, I felt much more comfortable.Actually, I thought that I was safe, and had gone through all that work for nothing, when the door burst open. I heard someone yell "Police," from the living room.I set down my book, stood up in the tub, and put my hands over my head. One male police officer came in with his gun pointed at me followed by a female police officer. The first cop yelled that he. I would tie her to the bed and tease her to distraction with anything that came to hand; feathers, ice cubes, and even once a course-bristled hairbrush that had her begging for mercy when applied to her sensitive nipples. At the end of a long evening, I would cover her body with mine and screw her until she screamed in ecstasy.Soon however, like most of my relationships, the candle burnt down and the two of us realised we lacked sufficient things in common to furnish the foundation for anything.