" The Police Lieutenant clearly sounded flustered."...you're a hard...person to forget."She brought her eyes mere inches from her customer's as she ra... hertongue around her full lips. "Have I been in your dreams, Mister PoliceLieutenant?"Osterman rapidly nodded. "Yes."She then began to rub her fully-grown breasts together in front of hiseyes. "Have you dreamed of sucking on my big, fat titties?"The Lieutenant just nodded, smiling meekly.She then rubbed her body against his, taking advantage of. They arrived at Dylan's apartment shortly after six.By six-thirty, Anton was describing the perfect blow job and five minutes after that Dylan had a boner putting a tent in the front of his trousers.It was Anton's turn to laugh. "A gay guy can't make a straight guy hard, huh?"Dylan's confidence was a little shaken, but there was no reason to think his reaction to Anton's sexy talk would make him lose."Since you're ready, let's whip it out and get this show started."Dylan shyly opened his fly. I asked a couple if we could talk, and offered to take them to tea at the restaurant where my friend and I had dined, as it was open for luncheon during the day. They seemed surprised by my offer, and told me they’d have to turn a few ‘tricks’ first, but they could meet me in a couple hours. I felt puzzled. Why were they pacing the streets? Where were their Temples? Did a ‘trick’ refer to the alchemy we performed of implanting the immutable, or was there other sorcery which they practiced? I. “I drop in there occasionally.”“Do you two do this often?” Bob asked out of curiosity.Ruth put her arm around Claire and kissed her on the lips. “Claire and I are very good friends. We both like men and occasionally we share a bed. We have shared a man before. But no. we do not do this very often.” Ruth gave Bob a kiss, “But that’s not to say we won’t do it more often in the future. Isn’t that right Claire?”Claire didn’t dispute that prophecy, “Stranger things have happened.” Ruth laughed.