” I wondered what preparation entailed exactly but decided to listen and take in her fabulous curves rather than ask silly questions. “Whereabouts...are you planning on having this tattoo?” she asked. It was my turn to be smart now “I thought I’d have it here, rather than in the opticians next door.” She laughed and I gave her my best Hugh Grant look. “Where on your body, silly” This was not going entirely as I planned but I took a deep breath and meant to say “On my shoulder” but instead I said. "What exactly is the problem?" Maya inquired. She was college educated and an intelligent woman, she knew if she kept her cool and reason she could get out of this. Besides, the officer was a woman, Caucasian, dark Mediterranean features and slightly shorter than herself. Maya doubted the worst, police brutality, would come to be."You're not listed as co-owner of this vehicle and this car was reported missing three hours ago," the officer informed her."What!" Maya did exactly what she warned. They laughed. Jerome the loudest."Oh fuck!" I heard the voice behind me say as he docked, his hips touching my buttcheeks, then he slid out a little and powered back, thrusting deep.I gasped again."What I tell you, sissy?" Jerome said, "You gonna learn to be a good bitch, you gonna beg for this." He grabbed his crotch and slapped my face with his free hand.Chris slapped my ass as he went in and out, swearing and breathing heavily as he did so. He started to go faster after I loosened up a. He slipped Carrie in the back door and took her to one of the private bedrooms. The fifteen-year-old high school sophomore was dressed in a cute little skirt and blouse that she had worn to school. She sat on the side of the bed very nervous, but she said nothing with Perry standing beside her. Then, came a knock on the door.“Come in,” Perry responded.Carrie looked up and saw an older, heavy-set man in his forties walk through the door.“Well, so this is the one you told me about. She’s.