If he is not at his offices ... perhaps he is in court,” said the gardener ... the only member of the staff present. “I am under contract and only... here two days a week.” This in a heavy accent that left no doubt that despite his oriental looks the gardner was from New Jersey ... Northern New Jersey.The Sergeant, rebuffed at every turn, loaded his ass up in his unmarked car and sped off to the hospital. His men weren’t at Porter. They weren’t at The Medical Center at Aurora. The University. She really filled out, didn’t she? I couldn’t deny it. She was more beautiful than ever. Her blue eyes could make Satan fall in love with her. Her dark brown hair reached her lower back. The outfit that she wore left little to the imagination. She could make a Priest stop and take notice. She wore a shirt that read, Brunettes Have More Fun. The blue jeans she wore hugged her hips very well and my heart began to beat faster as I continued to check her out. Lance, Devon said. Lance. What? I. She was known as a “SEX HUNGRY BITCH” but more importantly, she was a partystarter. she would go to parties a lot of them, and wake up in some strangers bed, off late it had been me. I have to say she must’ve gott some kind of kick from it, because she did it again and again. She just loved sex.One day, the day she regretted for ill-treating me and set her behaviour right with me thereafter, she regrets it till today. I got invited to a party by her, as I always do, she had literally. Come time for the last dance neither one of us was in any shape to drive home. She suggested we get a room. Who was I to say no?When we got in the room Brita grabbed a chair and placed it at the bottom of the bed. "I don't fuck on the second date. But I am horny, so you will sit here and watch me get myself off. You can jack off too if you would like."What could I say to that? She stripped down and I got my first look at her naked. Her size C cup tits were firm with no sag in sight. Her narrow.