“Just trying to do what’s right, ma’am.”“I can see a bit of what was, and what will be. And even what is, right now. And right now, I can se... there’s something coming. Drawn by the noise, and the chaos. And it is ... angry.”“Okay ... thanks. I’ll be back in a bit.” I tried to move on.The old woman sounded apologetic. “It’s all right. I sometimes forget that some folks ain’t used to weird things like the ‘Sight’. You go on.”I stopped again. “Wait, what?”“Just listen to me, acting like the crazy. When he realized that my boy wasn't really reacting to anything except his presence by cringing away from him the policeman squatted down so that he was at eye level with my boy. He slowly reached for my boy to make sure he didn't frighten him though I rather thought from my boy's body posture that that was a vain hope.Since the policeman didn't smell either angry or aroused I wasn't too worried but that was not something I could communicate to my boy very well. I did push up against his side. How many men have you honestly been with since we met on the train?” she asked as her hand finally moved up to caress my pussy.“None,” I answered honestly," I haven’t gone off them, but I can’t deal with more than one relationship at the same time. Since we got together, I’m just with you." I gasped as she inserted two fingers deep inside me, gently pumping them backward and forward before removing them and licking her fingers clean.“I need you to switch occasionally.”“Switch?”“Days before you. It gave us enough light.We both got down and came near the hood of my Duster. I pulled her close, hugged her tight and started kissing her. Her breasts were pressing hard onto my muscular chest. She wrapped her arms around me and we both were kissing like a sex starved, horny couple. My left hand slid down to her waist, my right hand was rubbing her naked back. She moved her right arm forward and took my bulge into her palm. Her left arm was around my neck as she continued to kiss me. With my.