Whatever you need to do, convince her nothing is going on. Just stop her from showing up here.’ ‘On it, Doc,’ Carlos said, and immediately began...working his phone. Julia and Tim made their way toward the cop cars. ‘What am I doing here?’ she asked. ‘Were you ever a cheerleader in college?’ Tim answered back with a question. ‘Do I look like I was a cheerleader?’ Julia replied. ‘No,’ he agreed. ‘You look much, much better.’ Julia turned her smile up to high beams as they continued speed walking. I offered her my bed so she would be comfortable, but not wanting to put any real pressure on her, I suggested that I sleep on the couch. Those aforementioned drinks probably had something to do with her response:"The couch?" she said with a tone that assured me she'd had too much alcohol. "You're going to fuck me, right?" She immediately caught what she's said. "Oh my gosh, I'm sorry! I was just kidding. I'm sorry," she stuttered before I could respond.I smiled and looked over at my blonde. Then again, he had behaved the same way while cooking dinner for them earlier. She wondered if he was as confident and content with everything he did.Preparing to vacuum the pool, he was stretching out the long vacuum hose around the pool deck. With his back to the security gate, he didn’t hear it open, but Rockie did. When she saw Brad ignoring her and heading directly towards JR, she jumped up and ran to intercede between them. JR heard her running footsteps and turned at the sound, dropping. The feeling...“Feel good?” she said.“Oh my,” I said, again. She squeezed. I kissed her, and squeezed her right breast. I needed what this woman was offering. I needed it bad.I let my hand cup the folds of her labia. She jerked spasmodically at my touch. She dribbled spit from the side of her mouth and made little squealing noises as my finger penetrated her vagina. Bubbles appeared at her parted lips and her eyes glazed over.I slid down her body and forced her legs apart; they had been closed..