"Are you okay? Hammond saw you going into the Wilsons. Do you need assistance?" A car please," Angela requested. "What's your address, Rachel?"Rachel ...old her and she relayed the information to Penrose. "How long?" Twenty minutes," Penrose replied."I'll be waiting outside," she told him as she hung up."I've rung for a taxi," she told Rachel who was busy helping Olivia load the dishwasher, her hand roving under the girl's dress.The woman smiled back at her. "I'll let you know as soon as I decide. He pushed a hand over her pussy, feeling it."Now, that's a wet cunt, Mom!" He laughed.Roxie began to giggle. "I guess it is. Wet with piss." Oh, and pussy juice, too! Piss and pussy juice, Mom! That's a wet cunt!"He lifted his hand, and before she knew what he was going to do, he rubbed it into her face."Ritchy!" she screamed."I saw what you did when I was fucking you, Mom," he said, smearing her mouth with his wet palm. "You stuck your finger up your cunt and licked it! This is no different.". I wasn’t half a block away when a cop car pulled me over. I had trouble finding my ID, I finally gave it to him with my rental agreement.He made me get out of the car. Walk this line. I could barely see the line he pointed at. It’s fucking January and there’s three inches of snow on the ground that the stupid city hasn’t figured out how to remove from the streets. And it’s freezing-your-ass-off weather. He’s making me stand there freezing and shaking while he shines a light in my eyes and asks. Zookeepers report that every wildebeest misbehaves, or, as some of them express it, “No gnus are good gnus.”After a long police career, Don Brown got religion. He decided to join a church which questioned new members instead of just giving them a creed to recite. The questioning went like this: “Brother Don, do you believe in sin?” “Brother, I certainly believe in sin. I was a detective in the Tenderloin for years, and I saw sin by the truckload.” “Brother Don, do you believe in original sin?”.