She pulled out a well-decorated strip of leather, then walked over to the mirror by Eric's bed to secure the collar around her neck. She looked at her...self. She'd gotten a tan from a beach trip with Eric weeks ago, and the stark tan-lines were barely visible through the shirt. She was muscular but stocky, and her C-cup breasts had always made her insecure growing up in a family of busty women. Biting her lip, she walked back to the couch. Early in their relationship, she'd admitted to Eric that. The entire time we were working, she kept fantasizing about impaling me with one of your glorified curtain rods. It pissed me off."Tom nodded in sympathy and replied, "I understand, but think of things from her perspective. She worked on the composite of you that went around the station yesterday. She knows that composite was done in connection with the investigation of more than one murder. She was listening on the radio when the SWAT team reported sighting a male and a female perp during the. The two of us sluts hanging out makes us even bigger sluts. Well, Karen knew a few bikers in a neighboring city. We were thinking of going to meet them and possibly having a little fun ;) I liked the thought of taking on a few bikers ! Well, we went to meet them at a small biker bar not too far from here. There were four of them. Well, we dressed up as biker sluts; leather pants, I let my D cup twins hand out and Karen has nice long legs and although her boobs are not big, she has very. .’ Tashauna said, tears of joy spilling down her cheeks as she switched off the tape recorder. Jace stood up from his chair opposite her and they crashed together, clinging tightly to one another. Tashauna kissed him everywhere she could reach, and he soaked up the attention with a broad grin, his head swimming. Tashauna writes a column in a popular newspaper, it tells stories of amazing things that have happened to people. She wanted to write about positive things, rather than the horrible.