I wrote poetry. Pretty amateurish poetry at that, but when I sent him some, he loved it. He met every need I had. I felt that I met his needs too. We ...ad an unconditional love. We could stand naked in front of each other and be unafraid of what the other would think. How many people can admit to receiving that kind of loving? How many of us can say we haven’t judged another person at some point? We never judged each other. Nothing else existed unless I wanted it to. My family, my own children. I came in and discovered that, no, we didn’t have a riot, we had a block party. Channel Nine couldn’t figure it out either, so they reported both. They seemed very disappointed that they didn’t have any bloody bodies in the streets and no burning police cars. Now, would either of you care to enlighten me as to what the hell was going on on D-Street last night?”I motioned for Hanover to respond. When he didn’t say anything immediately, I said, “Officer Hanover was the first on the scene. It. I ordered a martini with extra olives. Just as I got my drink, a very handsome man walked up and claimed he works on BMW. Hi, I'm Brandon, hi I replied, ( great smile, nice body, but I could tell he thought highly of himself)I introduced myself and started explaining what the symptoms of my car were as I was sucking and eating on my extra olives. He followed me outside to my car. He asked me to pop the hood, and try to start the car. Brandon lifted the hood and stood in front looking at the. Dick. Fuck my pussy hard and fast.” He took my legs from around him and rolled me over onto my knees without removing his cock. He grabbed me by my hips and began pounding his shaft into my pussy. He reached under me with one hand and started rubbing my clit and playing with the piercings. My pussy was clenching at his shaft and the friction sending waves of pleasure into my body. Suddenly my body went still as my pussy milked his shaft. I was having a fabulous orgasm when I felt his cum blast.