Was die Polizistin, die sehr hübsche, schwarzhaarige Svenja unter ihrer Uniform versteckt ist absolute Spitze. Die schlanke Figur, der riesen Busen m...t den roten Nippeln der eigentlich nicht dazu passt, dann die schwaarzbehaarte Votze,der Knackarsch das alles rundet die Modelfigur ab. Eine der Italienerinnen hält die Arme der Polizistin nach hinten. Diese kann sich nicht mehr wehren, sie ist zu fertig dazu. Einer der Girls küßt nun ihren Busen die andere arbeitet sich mit der Zunge von ihren. But Jason stood in the way of me getting in and he said "Lucas you are not driving that car home!" but I tried a few times to get into my car. All of a sudden Jason kissed me and I said "Why are you doing this to me?" "Becuase I like you Lucas" "Do not like me becuase your only going to hurt in the end" "You don't know that unless we try Lucas" "Just leave me alone please" Jason opened his car door and said "Not until I get you home" So I got into Jasons car and he drove me home (Jason is a. He made me a drink of brandy and Coke and he put Kate Bush on his stereo. Soon, with the frequent replenishment of drinks and the soothing tones of Kate singing "In the warm room", I practically melted into the white leather chair. "Another?" he insisted rather than asked, and I held out my glass to his approach. "Come give me a hand" he asked as he exited the lounge towards his kitchen. I hazily tripped after him, babbling on about the somethings and nothings that our conversation had settled. There was a sound of finality to the 'thud' as it hit and I knew I was in deep shit, not only with Nicole, but Sally, too.First things first. I got up and spent the next two days rebuilding my relationship with Sally. Not that she was more important, it was simply that I knew where she was. During that time, in the backs of both our minds, was the notable absence of Nicole. It was amazing how much a part of our relationship she had become. In fact, we both wondered if we could have a.