.. is huge!' she said. "Oh, Kevin, I feel so dirty and naughty talking like that!" she blushed."Yes, but you like it don't you? You like talking dirty...and you like being a naughty girl, don't you? It turns you on to be a bad girl doesn't it?" I said growling deep in my chest."Oh God yes! Yes, it does! Oh, Kevin, what are you doing to me? What are you doing..." she panted."It's exciting to be naughty isn't it, Missy? It's exciting and dangerous... it makes you feel alive... like an animal in the. ”‭”Sure it’s laying beside the big green tent back there. Get it and I’ll make room on the trailer for it,” I said.Marty was a truly skinny guy.‭ ‬He was either an addict, ‭ ‬or he enjoy starving himself and running.‭ ‬It was one of those or something like them.‭ ‬He was foolish at best.‭ ‬Even in my worst drug using days, ‭ ‬never looked that bad.‭ ‬Of course my drug usage was purely recreational.‭ ‬Just at a party now and then.‭ ‬I sold a lot of recreational drugs to a lot of bar type. We were on our own.“The lass looks a bit upset.”In fact, the lass was breathing open-mouthed in fear, staring at the pursuit through the side window. As one broke from the curb and made to grab the door handle, the driver dodged left into a space inappropriately small for the taxi, gathering blaring horns of protest. Blue Suit missed the handle, banging the window instead in anger. It would have done him no good anyway, with the doors locked. Accelerating, the driver took advantage of another. I always decline. These days, they think I’m gay. The truth is that I have zero interest in sex. However, occasionally, I come across someone who sparks my interest. That someone is Ottawa provincial police officer Eve Jenkins. A six-foot-tall, lean and athletic, beautiful honey-coloured young woman of Nigerian and Irish descent. The daughter of an Irish-Canadian policeman from Kingston, Ontario, who married a Nigerian immigrant. Officer Eve has been in the news lately. You see, she shot three.