The bolero stopped beside me. There was a lady police officer and a male constable in the bolero. The constable was driving the vehicle. The officer r...lled down the window and asked, “Where are you going at this time of the night?”. I explained the situation I was in. “Ok. Get in. We will drop you at your home”, she said. I gladly got into the back seat of the bolero. While we were moving through the road, the officer asked to the constable, “Is your shift done?”. “Yes madamji, I will drop you. "Do you want to talk about it?" Jasper asked carefully. "I don't really know how," Sienna responded weakly. "I'm not ready for that, I think. For sex, I mean. There's some stuff, from my past, it brings up... I can't..." she struggled to get a coherent sentence together. "Okay," said Jasper. "No sex," he continued, "no problem." He paused. "I obviously find you pretty attractive though. Hard to hide that kind of desire in a mind-meld situation," he said. "And honestly, that's the part you seem. We stand besidethe bed and I slowly begin to undress her, caressing each part of her as itbecomes uncovered. Kissing her warm flesh, sucking, where appropriate and watchingher become more and more aroused. Her nipples stand so proud and erect, wetfrom my lips and tongue, her navel shining from my mouth kissing it, her nakedmons damp from my tongue and her pussy lips, puffy from my kisses. I take herhands and place them on my clothes, she needs no further encouragement andshe begins to strip me. ..off we went again.Finally, we couldn't laugh any more and Billy just lay there, not saying anything but it sounded like he was whispering and so we stopped making noise and listened real close."I'm gonna kill those bitches. I'm gonna find her and her sister and cut them up in little pieces and kill them."Oh crap, Nadine and her sister Cheryl. They were at it again. I almost wish Billy had taken our advice and left town after the divorce. For almost a year now Billy and Nadine had been at war..