I had barely reentered the traffic lane when I saw the Beetle's brake lights flare. The car slowed and moved onto the shoulder, and I drove up behind ...it and parked in the proper traffic stop position. Picking up the radio microphone, I transmitted the car's license plate number and informed the dispatcher that I was making a traffic stop. He answered my call – no backup was available. No kidding. I thanked him and opened the door.Stepping around my door, I closed it and began the walk toward. I watched from the top of the stairs one afternoon while he kissed his girlfriend's nipples and fingered her pussy. Mark knew I was there. He had lied to Amy, telling her I was at a friend's house. When Mark brought her to an orgasm, the poor girl passed out. Mark looked up at me with a "what do I do now?" look on his face. I waved my hand, urging him to come upstairs to me. He covered her with a blanket and took the stairs quietly. I was naked in the bathroom when he entered. I was standing. I sat up and smiled at them, my nipples hardened at their stares and jeering. I leaned back, breasts jutting full up, and gave a twist that sent my heavy bosom into a sloppy sway from left to right and left to right. The guys responded with more hoots and shouts. I cut them short with a sway of my middle finger. “Go suck air!” a guy replied to my gesture. I didn’t see the beachball until it was in my face. The multi-colored beachball hit me square in the face. The shock sent. " Sure Jen," I said, "I'll get my jacket."Not that it was cold, quite the opposite in fact, but all I owned was in that jacket and I was not going to leave it in some poxy hotel room. She introduced me to her father, a very large man in his late thirties with a vice like handshake."Now I don't want you wandering about on your own, ok," he said to his daughter."Oh dad, I'm a big girl now," she pouted."That's what I'm afraid of, this place can get a bit rough," he said."Anyway Don here will look.