They then had me lay face down on the ground with my hands behind my head.Quickly, I found myself cuffed and in the back of the cruiser headed towards...the police station. A bad day multiplier had just been applied in my mind. One of the cops stayed behind to watch over the car, house and gun until the detectives and their team arrived to process everything.It felt like everyone turned to look at me as the officer escorted me into the police station but it was only a few really. One of them. ‘No kidding! How do we get our Jiggy in that program?’ ‘Just send $2300. I’ll get him in the class for sure.’The money promptly arrives. But our hero has a problem. At the end of the year, his father will find out the dog can neither talk nor read. So he shoots the dog.When he arrives home at the end of the year, his father is all excited.‘Where’s my Jiggy? I just can’t wait to talk with him, and see him read something!’‘Dad,’ the young lad says, ‘I have some grim news. Yesterday morning, just. I always tried to get a seat toward the back and in the very back row, there was one guy sitting by himself. I looked at him for a few minutes and could see that he was a middle-aged white guy of average build who was fairly neat in his appearance. He was also slowly massaging his cock through his pants. I sat down one seat away from him, slouched down in the seat and started watching the movie, while also keeping an eye on the guy next to me. After a short time, I also started rubbing my cock. The band had just started to play another set while I got a face full of fem ass.Holy shit! Something was dripping into my mouth, and it wasn't piss. I knew that taste. I smelled it every time I spanked the monkey. I lifted my arms up and tried to push her off. "Hey!" she giggled. My head was pinned under her ass, and I was completely immobile. I was stomping my feet on the floor and kicking against the bench, but that accomplished nothing. I reached over my head and back and tried to grab her.