There are violent women and male victims of domestic abuse out there. It’s not all one-sided like feminists would have you believe. Believe me. I kn...w. Life in Washington D.C. was cool. And I was making big bucks for the law firm of Wilson, Dale & Armand. My boss, Jerome Armand is one of the few Haitian-American lawyers in the city. He moved to the U.S during the 1970s as a young man to escape the Duvalier Regime in the Republic of Haiti. Like me, he attended Howard University Law School and. " He looked nervous and started shifting around on his feet. It was obvious he didn't know what to do now.I helped him."This is where you say 'Have a nice night, sir, ' and then walk confidently out the door to take your perp down to the station and book him," I said."Oh ... right. Have a nice night, sir," he said. He turned and left.I looked around and saw Eva peeking at me from where the rookie wouldn't have been able to see her. She stepped into the room."Kit Carson?"I groaned. "You weren't. I was half expecting Dierdre - that's my ex - to track me down and ask for c***d support. But she never did."Sandra had gone very still at this, her fingers tightening around his. He glanced at her, alarmed. "What's wrong, baby?"Sandra blinked once, slowly, her eyes raising to his. They were wary, filled with dread. "Did you say your ex's name was Dierdre?" she asked, her voice low."Uh... yeah. Dierdre Santos. Do you know her?" he responded, puzzled.She ignored the question, her brow furrowed.. “Next time you jack off, keep it to yourself. Use a sock, not your sister, as a cum catcher. This stops now. I snuck one last look at her heavenly body, and got out of the bathroom. By the time she was back from work I was at my house, which is an hour away. I was still so horny and a bit bolder now. I attached the picture I took of her ass and pussy bent over the sink in a text and captioned it, “Is Aaron ready to assume the position and take care of this tonight?I got a reply within.