The two beautiful buxom women reached into their cleavage and withdrew matching badges. "Sir, you're under arrest."
"What? What for?"
"Suspicion of violation of Code 276 of the Sexual Statutes."
Sean stared at them, confused.
"Sir, the way you're looking at us, and your obvious hard on indicate to us that you have not made out, necked, groped or fondled within the past 8 hours - a clear violation of the Sexual Encounter Act of 1985."
The blonde pulled a pair of handcuffs out of her cleavage whilst the brunette pulled his arms behind his back, her chest pressing into his back.
"But wait!"
"Sorry, sir, we're going to have to take you a rehabilitation center.", the brunette said, taking the cuffs and cuffing his hands.
She pushed him over towards a black and white porsche - that was apparently a squad car. The two women pushed him into the passenger seat, then the blonde went around to drive while the brunette draped herself across his lap, arms wrapped around his neck, her full heaving bosom inches from his face.
"Wow, Sissy, I think this guy has really gone without it for too long - he's getting even harder down there."
"Don't worry Missy - the ladies at the Rehab will show this pervert the proper way to act in polite society. But why don't you rough him up a bit first."
"Sounds like a plan!"
Suddenly Sean was on the receiving end of a very agressive and passionate kiss.
He took quick stock.
He had a penis.
He was male.
He was making out with a gorgeous woman and that seemed to be the norm around here.
Life was good!
Fri May 05 09:36:39 2006