He said, "Why don't we make a bet? If you guess the next song on the jukebox correctly, I'll go down on you first. If I guess right, you'll go down on me first.
I said, "Let's make it interesting. How about, If I'm right we have sex on the hood of my Mustang. If your right, we have sex on the hood of my Mustang."
Needless to say we didn't wait to hear the next song on the jukebox.
It was all hot, sexy, dirty, fun games inside and outside of my car. That is, until the cop showed up.
There I was on the hood of my car, skirt around my hips, heels in the air, boobs exposed naked toward the night sky.
There he was, naked as the day he was born.
I'm pretty sure that tape made the rounds of the small town police department. Can't be completely positive, but I could make a bet....
Thursday, February 09, 2006
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I knew I should have been a cop!
hellloo officer, Waves. Wanna cuff me?
Not yet, I need to frisk you first. Up against the wall, spread your feet and hands. Let me see what I find.
Hey! I have a Mustang! And now I have another use for it!
Casper: glad I could help. Not much room inside, but lots of room outside the car. Good times.
Watch for cops.
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