Men who take what they want.” She looked at the black officer. “Ain’t that right?” she asked. “You’d just come on in here and take it. wou...dn’t you, Mike?” “Eh...” the black officer called Mike stood there, his mouth open as he saw the naked white woman looking at his crotch. “You’d slam that nightstick of yours into my sweet, white pussy?” she teased. “Patty!” the Sergeant ordered. “Shut the fuck up! Mike, get out of here.” “You’d do it properly, wouldn’t you, Mike? Not like needle-dick. Or at least, he tried to. But just then, Alan saw a flash of platinum blonde hair and golden-tanned skin cross his vision. He blinked just for an instant, and then his eyes snapped to her. The woman from the truck walked fluidly. Her every step was sensual, but it was the gloating kind-a walk that said she was too good for every man there, but wanted to show off her body, to see their reaction. To tease them on what they couldn’t have. He realized again just how huge her tits were for her. The sensation of her warm body against me for the first time was a feeling I will always cherish. You see, up until that day, I had been with a few girls, and to suddenly be making love to the woman whom I'd been in love with - a deep, sexual, lusty kind of love, to the point where I was aching for her touch - this was an indescribably wonderful experience. Completely uninhibited, together we vented our pent up feelings for each other in a sweet union of man and woman on that cold, overcast. Let's go have lunch." Laura was already up and heading for the door. Bobby grabbed his sneakers and followed her. He had every intention of leaving without lunch. He followed Laura down the front stairs. He got a better look at the downstairs this time. Laura had a really nice house. All the furniture and stuff looked brand new. The rooms he saw were bright and sunny, not like Aunt Mary's house. It wasn't that his Aunt's was dark or anything like that. It was just that this house was nicer..