Woh asha the may ney us poocha ki kya hooa aap kyu roo rahi hoo to mujh say boli ki us key boss ney us key sath chiting ki hay first day ko us ney son...a ko bola tha ki may 1500 rs par day dooga laki aaj bolta hai ki woh mera hisab 600 rs per day key hisab sey karey gaa. Us ko rotey dekh kar mujh ko taras aa gaya may ney kaha ki aab tumkya karoo gee us ney kaha may poice key pass jaogee. Lakin mey ney us ko samjaya ki tumpolice key pass matjaoo may tumharey boss say baat karta hoon or woh razi. Well on second thought, there might be one of those new scooters, but mine will be the only bicycle with a motor on it." I smiled."Excuse me a minute, this I have to see." The chief said as he stood to leave."He seems to be a nice guy," the older of the cops said."Yeah he does. All us old retired military types are pretty good people." I replied."I got to agree with that, at least as long as you are sober." he agreed. Then he added, "Well we need to get back on the street." Well be careful all. The appeal of this girl was powerful, and Joan couldn’t resist her. There was something about her that made Joan want to indulge in wild, orgiastic games, to touch her, to feel her, to kiss her body, to ... lick her pretty cunt.As if understanding Joan’s thoughts, the girl stood up and, holding her white skirt to her waist, began to come toward Joan. Joan’s eyes were riveted upon the thick hair of the girl’s cunt, on those long, slender thighs. Joan scooted her ass over the edge of her plastic. I asked her when she had done it, she told me she had done it when she had gone into the centre yesterday, I asked her why she hadnt told me, she said she wanted it to be a surprise, it was certainly that. She asked me what I thought, did I think that she would get any replies, I laughed and said I thought that her phone wouldnt stop ringing. I suddenly noticed how she was dressed, she had on the same things as she had worn for Pavel and Alexi the previous evening, I asked her if she had been.