"Amanda, come meet Coach Winslow" She yelled.The "woman" on the side of the house ended up being a 19 or 20 year old student who reminded him a bit of...Barbie once she got close to him, trim figure and dark hair."Oh, Hello Coach, so glad to meet you! I've got a whole presentation to show you on how we'll support the team, but let business wait. I'm glad you came early, we can't seem to move the grills." First off, Please call me Jared off the field. My Dad was Coach Winslow and I don't pretend. A big naked negro man stood in the door of a bedroom with a a sixteenish looking naked white girl in front of him. The negro had a pistol pointed at a young white girl's head. He smiled and said, "I'll shoot her if you don't put the rifles down."I blew away his head with a single shot. I moved the lever action automatically. I looked at the white man. "I don't know these women. Come here with your hands up. Best nobody else comes in here unless you want a very large belly button." Dave had his. Even as the worst tenant in the worst apartment in Bethlehem, Pennsylvania, Corrine knew she was safe. The landlord was so tight he wouldn’t think of putting out a paying customer. Safety didn’t do much to curb her behavior. Christmas Eve was just another night and tonight’s lout was just as offensive as the rest.Had one of her neighbors looked out, they would have seen tears streaking down her aging, angry face. Decades of cheap booze and occasional side trips into psychedelic narcotics had. "What kind of perverts are you?" There's nothing perverted about this. Both of you are entrenched in your respective positions right now. But if you're naked and have a dildo up your pussy, you'll drop all silly pretences of pride and the way for a resolution to the conflict will be paved."Dave didn't know whether or not to believe it, but he had read that stripping a subject naked was a commonly used torture technique. The nakedness seemed to increase the feeling of vulnerability, peeling away.
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