My arms curl under yours, coming up your back, hands pulling on your shoulders, standing on my tip toes. Locking onto your eyes, I start under your c...hin, gliding my tongue up and over, pulling away from lips at the last moment. Anger and lust, you're getting there. Not yet. Not yet.We stop dancing. I pull my arms away. Staring into your eyes, a languid lick of my lips. I step back. I take another step, my finger finds its way to my mouth, I kiss it. I stretch my arm to you and place. The only thing she loved more than sitting around naked was wearing clothes that revealed her lovely body. She had really become a prick tease without being conscious of it. She liked to walk down the street and watch the heads of the men turn to watch her as she walked by. She also loved to reveal as much of her body as she could to her twin sons without letting them actually see her naked. Her twin daughters also dressed to show off their lovely shapes and she often wondered if her daughters. He pulled over and called them over. Both them were young black men, when they approached us, one of them suddenly aimed a heavy revolver at Victor`s head.Then a third black guy appeared from nowhere and opened my side’s door, grabbed me by a hand and dragged me out from the passenger seat.The biggest black guy occupied this empty seat close to Victor. The other men pushed me to the back seat. I was stuck in the middle between them.The leader, who was holding the gun, told his name was Lamont.. Most times something went wrong. One hot night, he snuck in through a window of a woman he had been watching. His knees shook so badly he could hardly support himself as he slinked across the floor to her bed. Getting ready to get up into the bed, he crawled across two very big men's shoes. It took him forever to crawl back across the floor and get out of the window.On the way, he came across a purse. The street lights outside had enough light for him to see the money. He took it. Up to that.