As Tommy snapped his head around, pissed off, he felt another boy tug onthe other side."Do you wear those under your helmet, kicker?" teased another."...eave him alone, you assholes," said another cheerleader on the bus,that he had seen at practice.."Thanks, but it's ok," said Tommy, composing himself and looking ready tokill them. "I can handle these wimps." Cool," said the girl, blowing a bubble as she sat next to him now. "I'mSandy. I'm a freshman, and I know who you are." I bet. Nice to meet. The music was Tina turner's Simply the best and it suited the occasion down to the ground.She danced like a professional, a lap dancer in the sleaziest club in town, she writhed, gyrated, rocked and rolled and when the music ended in a crescendo of noise, she leaned over and kissed me.Her mouth was wet and she tasted of alcohol, as her tongue snaked between my teeth I pulled her down onto my lap and slipped my hands under the back of her skirt,"Yes Terry" she breathed, "Yes darling"Her fingers. M. 16 September.“What do you mean you have no idea what happened?” Steve’s voice rang out. “Aren’t you the investigators?” Then he continued, “Why aren’t you out there looking for my buddy?”Officer Jones sat behind his desk quietly while Steve carried on. Then as if he was on stage telling an audience to be quiet, he raised his hand. Steve fell silent. “Mr. Kolaski.” Jones said. “Here is what I know.” He continued. “At six this morning a man out walking his dog finds Ms. Jensen on the ground,. My wife and I have a decent sex life but I often lasted too long for her liking. That night when she told me to finish quickly I just pulled out and laid down beside her.A lot of the time she would take my cock and give me a hand job ,but this night she had a better idea. When she rolled over supporting herself on one arm she looked at me and said”do you think Missy is pretty? I feel sad for Missy ,she has never had a good man in her life”she said “then put a hand on my cock.”I was thinking.