Another taste...Lie down on your back, yes, relax, this will be thebest thing you ever felt, little monkey-boy."what are you doing?"What does it look ...like? You'll let me have it, won'tyou? yes boy, let me drink that devine boy's-juice, let me..."Aaaargh!"Now! Oh, that taste... Delicious. Thank you."You swallowed it?" "Sure buddy." ieuuw!"Oh, boy, do you have a lot to learn!"Hehe. No, it's delicious. But you'll learn to likeit, don't worry."I'll teach you to love it, don't worry. You'll beg. Jordan.” She repliedI smiled at her and said “Please. Call me Mike.” She blushed a little at this, then sheepishly replied “Ok, Mr. Jor-…. I mean Mike.” With that, I left the room and closed the door behind me. I heard the shower door open and close and I knew that right on the other side of this door was the object of many of my fantasies….standing in my shower…. naked….wet…… I felt my cock stirring in my boxers… I was tempted to open the door a crack and peek in. But I decided against. ‘Police!’ Evie exclaimed as Elise entered the house. ‘That’s right!’ Elise laughed. ‘Police! You are so smart!’ Elise pulled the very nervous Amber into the kitchen and pushed her into a chair at the small table. ‘Amber, this is Ann Greene. Her husband is Sergeant Eric Greene,’ Elise said. ‘I brought you here, I think you need to hear it, straight from the horse’s mouth, what it’s like being a cop’s wife.’ Ann sat down and let out a loud sigh. She looked up at the nervous Amber. ‘He puts on his. Her light complexion always accentuated her lips, and somehow in the light there in the living room, they always looked fuller and redder. Her smile could light up any room for me. It was hard to imagine that we’d been married almost seven years already. ‘Honey, its concerns George,’ I started, and I could see Audrey’s slight grimace as soon as I said his name. George Green was my partner in our citrus business, ‘Finest Kind Citrus Company’ — an inside joke on the phrase used in the original.