”Both Pat and Sarge know this deputy from the diner incident, and Pat says, “So am I, Billy, so am I! The tattoos on those scum look to be the sam... as the ones from the diner. Are they?”Billy turns to Pat as he replies, “Looks like it to me. But I’ll leave that to the experts to declare.” Pat and Sarge nod their agreement. They all sit and chat about other things while they wait, because there’s nothing they can actually do right now except to stop people from interfering with the evidence at. When I instinctively slid my hand up her side to fondle one of her full breasts, she whispered in my ear, "Yes, that's good! Touch me, enjoy how I feel! I like the feel of your hands on me too." Then her mouth returned to mine again.I was quite overwhelmed with the feel of our naked bodies pressed together as we kissed, her one breast squeezed in my hand with its nipple hard in my palm, her other full breast and its hard nipple pressed against my bare chest. When she finally pulled her. I dreamed that my heart would pummel forever louder and faster in my chest, maintaining a menacing tempo to my desire, as if by beating all the louder it would somehow drown out the rising tide of illicit desire rising within the essence of my being. When I closed my eyes and thought of these things, the world and its ills simply slid away. No more doubt or fear, no more worry or pain. In its place was that most coveted thing of all: oblivion. A significant proportion of my life was spent as. Standing at the foot of the bed were Fifi and Trish smiling broadly at him. When his eyes met theirs, he gestured with his head for them to come crawl under the warm covers.The girls didn’t need a second invitation and hopped onto the bed, the commotion and their giggles waking up Sally and Katie.“Ugh, easy there,” he groaned, gasping for breath, as the two crawled on top of him, digging their knees into his crotch.“You really do enjoy being surrounded by all your women,” Sally said grinning.