‘And a dark blue cop hat.’ By that he meant the standard police officer’s highwall cap. ‘Was he tall? Short? Skinny? Fat?’ I asked. ‘White... Black?’ ‘He was a crack—- uh, white.’ said Jerome. ‘Not as tall as you, I.C., but tall. I couldn’t see much of his face and he was wearing shades. Kind of a mean looking face.’ For some reason beyond my kith or kin, I had an insight as I looked at the police cars. ‘Jerome,’ I asked, ‘what did his police car look like? Did they look like those?’ I was. Knowing that all she would be thinking about was doing what she was about to do until she did it, she pounded on the door, trying to get the attention of someone inside over the loud music. The door opened the distance a chain would let it, and a face inside asked what she wanted, after saying “Woah, hello!”“Is Corin here?”“No. How do you know Corin?”“How about her dad, Scooter, or Hammer?” He slammed the door shut and she frowned, but then opened it again, having unchained it from the jam. . Stunned; I didn’t know how to react as I sat frozen like a frightened rabbit as he deftly unbuttoned my white chemise while caressing my neck with his other hand. “What are you doing?” I naively asked as he pulled the garment from my shoulders. “Shhhh sugarpie, shhhh,” Hank softly voiced; as he unclipped my bra then removed it too, leaving my large white breasts naked to his gaze. “Oh honey…them titties are just perfect,” Hank whispered in his Southern drawl as he pulled me toward him until. She was standing in the door of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around her head but naked other wise. "Sleepy Head? During the week I get up at 1 AM when I'm on the flight roster," Rusty said as he looked at her lovely nakedness. She had a slight tan except for on her large, firm breasts and her ass that showed her creamy white skin which had been covered with a bikini. Her flat, stomach drew his eyes down to the small mound just above her pussy lips. He was surprised that she had no pussy.