I tried to move again but discovered my wrists were handcuffed to the bedhead.“Good morning officer,” purred Vicky. I became aware of my erection ...training upwards as I looked at her. She looked at it and smiled. “I thought I’d give your truncheon a try.”She knelt above my face and sensually, lasciviously, ran the wooden truncheon along her swollen labia, coating it with juices. My prick throbbed, desperate for release, as Vicky masturbated herself with my truncheon, gasping increasingly as her. "About what?" Mom and I were talking about Darlene, and she was saying that she was proud of me for bringing home strays, girls who need help." And that's insulting?" Then she added she'd be prouder if my strays weren't all female and cute."Tami laughed. So how's Traci getting along with her roommate?"I suppressed a grin and kept a straight face. "Darlene isn't living in Traci's room." She's not?" Tami asked in surprise. "You're still on the couch?" Nope. I'm back in my bed." I gave Tami a. She then pulled my polo shirt over my head, unbuckled my belt and undid the buttons of my pants, they slid down my legs and I kicked off my shoes, socks and pants. We stood in front of each other in our underwear. I was wearing boxer shorts that did little to hide my erection. Isabel was wearing a white low cut lace bra and white sheer panties. She still had her shoes on. We just stood there for a little while looking at each other. Her white underwear looked even whiter in contrast with her. I figured I needed two years to get an MA in Educational Administration and pick up some extra certification courses to teach health and science. Now, two years later, I was finishing up my remaining classes. I had finished my practicum and was searching for a position as an educational administrator. It was a typical May evening and the temperature had dropped below the century mark. I had a box fan to blow the hot air around the apartment as I searched for the beginning of my career. I.