Niklas pulled the shifter and put the car into reverse. Punching the gas he roared it into drive and speed off to the police station. ** Niklas pushed... open the front glass door to the police station, his steps thudding through the foyer. The officer manning the front desk waved at Niklas. He waved at her while he headed to the homicide department. Just before he reached his department he was intercepted by his Sergeant. ‘Hey Niklas,’ he said stopping a few feet from him and giving him a pat on. I want more.”“What kind of birth control are you using?”“That’s between me and him,” Frieda frowned. They hadn’t been using birth control. She was too red-faced and angry, too embarrassed and fearful of her mother’s rage to admit it.“You quit the pill to tamp down your goddamned mood swings,” Sasha sighed. “Besides you know he’s fucking other women.”“And I am too!” Frieda growled.“Other boys?!” Sasha’s voice cracked. “They’re younger than him, right?”“Yeah, they’re all younger,” Frieda agreed.. I wonder if I should attempt to join them, help Monique to orgasm perhaps. But such is their almost trance-like equilibrium I fear I might somehow spoil this ecstatic coupling.When the moment arrives, signalled by Ty’s laboured breathing, Monique instinctively reacts. She throws herself on to her stomach which has the effect of removing Ty’s penis from its warm nest. Turning agilely on to her back, she opens her mouth wide. The invitation is obvious. Ty kneels beside her head and takes his. I gasped; there was Butch standing behind me with his arms folded, watching me. I grabbed for Mum's silk shorty robe, but Butch's hand lashed out and grabbed the robe from my hand. He whistled. "Like mother, like son", he said."Butch, I was just – " I noticed his hand was squeezing his groin; that's when I felt fear. He had me in his grip, his big hand squeezing my upper arm tightly. I was completely nude, except for the 4 inch high heels. He was wearing a pair of athletic shorts and a.