" I smiled (believing my plan had worked) but then he continued, "It takes a brave as hell man to admit to his mistakes like you have done with this r...port."My chin about hit the floor and I stuttered, "Mmm-y mmm-istakes? I don't understand."He smiled at me and explained, "Yes, it says in this report that you are responsible for not supervising Sgt. Blaine adequately and that you take complete responsibility for the results."I gulped and asked, "Sir! Might I review that report?"He laughed and. So if you are the open-minded type (like all my fans are), you would know how to enjoy my stories and know that they are just fictional entertainment. I would also like to say that I enjoy having conversations with people about all kinds of topics, and it does not have to be related to any stories that I have written.As for my story, it is set somewhere in Los Angeles, in the early 1990s. The 1990s was a good time for America and people were often in the mood for party time.BUT BE WARNED. There. . And that would be the guy you were talking to earlier. He actually tried to get frisky with one of the waitresses earlier, I had to pull him off her! Bit of a dick. I can’t imagine what you’re doing with him’, a hint of disapproval in his voice. ‘Jer, I’m not with him alright. He’s my boss’ son. Believe me, I am NOT interested.’ ‘Right…’ He looked at her from the side, his gaze silently appraising. And then he smiled at her all of a sudden, disarming her with his shock of white teeth. ‘Hey,. He placed his hand at the small of my back and began caressing my lower back and the top of ass. Slowly and purposefully, his hand began its downward descent, cupping my ass with the palm of his hand while inserting his middle finger between my cheeks, channeling his probing finger directly toward my puckered bung hole. His finger tested by resistance as it crossed my asshole and quickly finding my moistening pussy, which he sampled with tentative shallow stabs between my puffy pussy lips. Now.