I froze right at the gates of her folds, unable to bring myself to tongue her and my semen. I couldn't believe I was hesitating; I wanted this, didn't... I? J must have sensed my hesitation as she stuck her head up and looked down at me lying between her legs as I gave her look that said "well, I tried". She didn't miss a beat and quickly took over the situation. She told me to spin around and to get on top of her. I did as she said, ending up with my legs on either side of her face, my balls. "I admit I was bigoted and ignorant; a product of my upbringing andyears of police prejudice. I once again sincerely apologise. I can?timagine what it must be like to live with that prejudice every day andto have to do what you do just to survive," Robin replied."Is that all?" Charlie sipped her drink and looked at him over the rimof her glass."I?ll be candid. Not that long ago all I saw was a man pretending to bea woman. Now I see a woman, admittedly a different kind of woman, aspecial. I could not believe she was so up-front about it. She was not my type and I passed. Up next was a young blonde with huge 1980's style hair in a thong bikini who sat in my lap and rubbed her well-tanned ass on my hard shaft. She offered a similar deal, but again I didn't want to jump on the first (or second) piece of ass that came by. Besides, she seemed to have had a few too many drinks bought for her. She stumbled off and a couple moments later I saw this well-built redhead strolling around. Both of you make a great deal of money, I know because I make out the payroll every week. I, on the other hand, am overworked and underpaid for what I do. There is no one to help me out when I get behind, and because there is too much work for one person to do in an eight hour day, I am always behind.” I started to say something about her efficiency, but stopped myself. Something told me that she didn't want to hear that she should learn to manage her time better. “What exactly do you want?” I.