My little black dress was a clingy silk cowled halter. The cowl plunged past my chest and was adorned at its bottom near my navel with a diamond-jewel...ed medallion. The inner halves of my large and firm breasts were fully displayed. The cut of the dress left the side of my breasts visible and my entire back naked down to the crack of my ass. The design of the dress did not permit a bra, thus the point of my nipples were vaguely visible through the fabric. The hem, being six inches above the. Next time in the locker room I am going to get on my knees and reach out and pull down his zipper. I'll undo his pants and pull them down to his ankles. I'll check out his package, fondle his bulge with my finger tips, first with my left hand and then my right. I slip my fingers inside the leg of his briefs, briefly touching his hairless balls lying under his flacid cock. I reach up to his waist and with both hands I slowly pull his briefs down, they drop to his ankles. I inhale the deep musty. Sometimes I think men see the violence of a moment, where a woman sees past it to the need of the moment, Mother’s been a fighter all her life, she’s had to make decisions and deal with problems for a long time, I also think she didn’t see a bloody furious dragoness that night, she saw her daughter. I saw you tonight up there giving order, in control of the situation, you didn’t know if there was going to be return fire or if things had turned for the worse and the ship might be boarded but you. " the voice explained."Yes and we stopped him. Don't sell any of your shit in my county, and we can be friends for now." I said."You really must come where the weather is nicer, for a visit at least." the voice said."When I am no longer Sheriff," I said."Well one never knows how long anything in this world lasts," he said philosophically."Not even you my friend, not even you," I said and hung up.I drifted into what I like to call one of the bullshit times of my life. Nothing of any real.