I know my big titties are out there bouncing and swaying. I stop turning, we are face to face. I give my tits the old shimmy right there in front of ...im. He can't take his eyes off them. He moves in and is rubbing them with his chest. Now if you know me, you'll know what I do next is not unexpected. I took the back of his head, brought him in and batted him about the face with my tits. His hands went right to my tits, massaging them and forcing them harder into his face. The taxi driver and. What do you think I am, a piece of meat for you two pigs to haggle over? Frankly, Tim, if I wanted to fuck you, I would make that decision, not John."Tim didn't miss a beat. He looked at Susan and asked, "So, Susan, would you like to fuck me? We can go to my place or yours, and John can watch, or not. That's up to you."Susan laughed hysterically and said, "Tim, you are a piece of work. Actually, I would like to fuck you, but I won't. And if I did, I'd make sure John was there to watch. . Oh please Sir not my knickers as well Sir . Be Quiet girl, I told you that you was going to be getting a bare bottom strapping, and a bare bottom strapping is what your going to be getting girl. Said Sir Michael. As Sir Michael slowly pulled Stella's knickers down to her knees, he couldn't help but notice the black and very bushy nest of PUBIC hair. It was a wonderful thick Bush of Black PUBIC hair. Sir Michael thought to himself as he see her pubic hair that she had almost as thick a Bush as. It is always nice to get an A, since I still could not get above that damn 3.5 grade point average.Despite prior warnings, John approached me twice during the year to do my thing for missing children. I did one, but said no on the second. I finally had to tell John if he said one more word about going after missing kids, finding missing kids, helping missing kids, then we were through as friends, and we should go our separate ways.What was it that kept him harassing me? Yes, it was harassment..