The kid stepped back in alarm but thankfully did not try to run.Jason drew his off-duty 9mm and, holding it at waist level, pointed it at the kid. "Yo...'re right, Homey," he said. "I am a cop. Now put your fuckin' hands on the car." Hey look, man," the kid started, "you can't..." Now, asshole. Now!"The kid obeyed."You!" Jason yelled in the direction of the real dealer. "In the corner over there. Police Department! Get your ass out here, hands in the air!"As expected, Jason heard the sound of. Heather didn't worry, she knew her Mom was not like that. Anyway, Heather a healthy 18 year old, was getting just as frustrated at her self-imposed celibacy as Jake was. Heather was ready to "do the deed" with the handsome, virile Jake anyway.On Friday morning Jake, Steve and Frank waited until Troy, Heather and Mr. Bill Beal left their home for school and work. The boys entered the back yard, stripped naked and jumped into the pool. Steve joked with Jake about watching out for any of Frank's. He never had to work for it, but now he sat here feeling as if his whole future rested on the fate of this trip. He shuddered to think of a future without her. Sitting at the bar of the hotel, he took his third drink of whiskey. How could he have waited so long? Instinct had told him to come after her right away and now he was too late. Damn! He had made it to the hotel just in time to see Sara looking sensational in a red dress, stepping out with some blonde Ken on her arm. He quickly hid. After the pleasantries I offered Cloe a glass of wine and we chatted until the early hours, I showed Cloe to her room and disappeared to my own room. It was around 3.30am and I was awoke to hear Cloe crying, I lay in bed wondering what this stranger was so tearful about and how she was also in my flat. 10am and Cloe walked into the kitchen in a stunning baby doll with white panties showing through. She looked so sexy with long blond hair that was a bit of a mess as she had just woken and as for.