"Smith, you're on Weston's team."The plan was I would drive up slowly to a designated street corner where drugs were being sold, Narcotics had drawn u...p the targets, and when somebody came over to my vehicle to discuss business, the other vehicle would whip around the corner and we would grab everybody up.We would take them to the station and go out for additional raids.It was a stupid plan, but nobody ever asked me.We would be working in a depressed black neighborhood. Was I the only one who. "As I swung it open to allow in the people I'd worked with for years, I fully understood the lack of mercy in my Lady.Chapter ThreeI had barely slept at all with the icy cold rain pelting my body, naked in my cage. She had put the cage out on the back of an open pickup truck last night and locked me into it. My wrists were locked to cuffs attached to the front corners and my ankles to the opposite corners. I could do nothing but kneel on all fours. Attached to one side was a pole with large. He then walked over to the door where he shut it behind us. He then turned around and saw me sitting on the couch.He decided to join me so he walked over to the couch himself and sat down next to me getting really close. He then slipped his arm around me holding me tightly to him.We started talking back and forth. We talked about everything and anything.I was still a bit nervous at the time.He noticed this and he moved off the couch. He then sat down on the coffee table that was right in front. I was a little surprised when she started to rub her hands over her breasts, as I hadn't thought she would touch herself that soon into the dance. She squeezed each one much more firmly than I had, and I was wondering if she had been more aroused than I had thought.As she passed in front of me, she grinned, then bent forward and undid the top button of her blouse. Another button followed, and the upper curves of her breasts became visible. She shook her shoulders, setting them swaying, then.