“Sir, yes sir,” I bellowed back. There was no point denying it. I felt his baton scrape across my leg and up between my buttocks. “Drop them, D...ight,” he ordered. I dropped my shorts as ordered and let them fall to the floor. I stared straight ahead of me but also kept a beady eye on Captain Lawrence’s baton. I felt the baton once more scrape against my balls. “Shaved balls, now then Dwight. Why is that?” “Sir, yes sir. Hygiene, sir,” I replied. I saw the smirk develop on Captain Lawrence’s. . I... I'm sorry, please don't hurt me... I was looking for my Daughter... Oh... Please don't hurt me." She cried."SHhhhhhhh... Shut up... " I said sternly."First of all Bitch... I don't know your fucking daughter... Lilly white bitches don't come around this neighborhood... The only time you see a White Hoe come around here... is if she is looking for drugs."She continued to cry as I spoke. Then I asked her,"Is your daughter a Crack Head lady?... Is your baby a junkie?You could see the shame. "Sara is more beautiful than I thought." Shecaressed her lover's bottom."You're very wet my little pussy."Sunday morning I looked out and the Audi was in the drive!There was a note with the keys in my mailbox. "A small present fromMistress Angelica"The note was in a feminine hand. Maybe it was Jenn's note, and she justconsiders Angelica her boss and therefore her mistress.At least this 'gift' freed up my Sunday. Maybe I could get some shoppingin later. I stayed undressed and read the paper on. She wished she could be a fly on the wall when Mrs. Francis saw this fat ugly thing. Some of the others were finished and had made a pile of papers on an empty desk. She would just slip hers underneath the pile and wait for fireworks that were sure to follow.She picked her paper up by the top two corners and looking at the grub closely even she was surprised with her work. It had so much depth and shadow. Lifting the paper further to get an angled look her heart jumped, as if a big nasty.