He was still out of my league. He was at least six four and built like a linebacker. My luck the fucker was a cop. Let's just say I had a wee problem ...ith pot. Mike was also in the druog task f@rce squad. It was not a match made in heaven. Then maybe it was.I always got high during lunch. Once a week, he came waltzing in and I panicked. I was always stoned, covering the smell of pot with a ton of perfume. My boss made me wait on him so she could giggle. I had such a crush on him, I could barely. And, if she saw that the guy was hot and had a hardon in his pants, she was a pushover for a hard horny dick that wanted to be inside her pussy.Robbie was the latest of Barbara's conquests. He worked at a local fast food place that she frequented a lot and she knew from hearing him talk that Robbie was only a junior in high school, but she'd seen him around the sexy teenage girls there at the restaurant and she knew from watching that Robbie had what she wanted -- a horniness that needed to be. We had to circulate some to keep an eye on the kids to make sure they didn't get into trouble. We didn't attend the after prom party since we would be rather out of place there. The girls have been warned how to behave but I didn't think it was necessary. They are both very level headed and gave me no reason to worry. I let the girls use my car and Judy and I used her car.After the dance Judy and I went to my house for a quiet nightcap and some friendly conversation and ... you guessed it .... Now, he just tried to manage his wife and hoped he would die before her. The young man was dressed in black jeans, some sort of an oversized graphic T-shirt, white & read Adidas, and a pair of dark aviator shades. He also had a significant amount of gold jewelry encrusted with fake diamonds. The pretty lady, with a skin tone similar to his, sported a short multicolored weave, long neon orange nails, skimpy pink shorts and sheer yellow blouse. Gerald thought back to the last time he’d.