She sat down on the toilet seat and sipped her drink as her hand ran around my ass. “I like your ass. It’s so nice and warm.” I felt myself blus...hing again.After I calmed down, but before I softened at all, she took a bottle of lube out of the cabinet behind me. She ran a generous line of it along the top of my cock, then snapped the cap back down. Very lightly, with her finger tips, she coated my cock with the lube, humming to herself as she did. The lube started cold, but warmed up quickly and. She was afraid of being alone, afraid of being unloved, and her words surprised her as much as they did George; but she did not try to take them back. She had said them, and she somehow, through the honesty of her alcohol and drug-dimmed mind, knew she wanted him. The drug had taken complete control of her mind and body and nothing else in the world mattered.George laughed triumphantly to himself, and led his young neighbor trance-like, to the open car door. He didn't release his hold on her,. Sure," Veronique said. "I can see now why you and my parents got along so well."Charles didn't respond on this, but his smile told everything.He then asked, "So, you're fine with all of this?"Veronique just shrugged and answered, "Sure, why not?" Good," Charles responded and then surprised Veronique by looking straight at her breasts. "By the way, I'm also starting to understand why Sandra has a thing for you." Oh you do, do you?" Just take the compliment," Charles said while he leaned back and. In the officer’s defense, the young man was acting in a very irrational fashion under the influence of drugs and alcohol. Despite the aggressive stance taken by the young man, the police officer wasn’t in any real danger. The individual was so out of it that he was having a hard time, just standing. He staggered in the direction of the officer after being told to get down on the ground, the officer felt threatened and he fired several shots. The kid died.Racial tensions had been high for a long.