I don't know if I'd have the strength to actually approach her and say, "From now on I'm going to fuck your ass any time I want or else dad will get a...copy of the DVD." Think about it. Can any one of you reading this story walk right up to your own mother and flat out blackmail her on the spot? Can you live with the disappointment in her eyes once the words have left your mouth? Would she still love you after it's all said and done? To be honest, lust was winning the battle but I still had. My hands on your sides, my lips on your skin, slowly lower, lower. Circles with my lips and tongue, a gentle nibble and bite. You spread your legs, you long to feel my lips on yours. My slowness drives you crazy you want that feeling now. You grab my head and force it down to show me what you need. My tongue has found that special place; your stomach tightens with anticipation. Warm breath, gentle circles, my tongue upon you there; fingers work their way inside. You roll your hips, fingers in. "I said, "And one way to do that is to show them that they can be made into victims, too. Another would be to show them that they are up against something so much tougher and stronger than they are that going straight is the easy way out."All of this is fine in theory, but hard to do in practice. As Deputies Murphy and Rosario pointed out to us tonight, crooks can be as hard to find as cops, when you want one. We got lucky tonight. Finding predators is possible when you know whom they prey on. Then the sparkles lowered her to the floor and dissipated.The monster's fist clunked back into place against its wrist, and it raised its arm to launch it into the crowd. Jennifer ran towards them, calling "Baton!" She skidded to a stop in front of the amazed students and shouted "Baton Twirl Blazing Shield!" The spinning barrier lit up in front of her just in time to blunt the impact of the rocket fist, though she still was nearly knocked over. "Matt, go!" she shouted at him."Well, the cat's.