Mandy swore under her breath as she pulled over. As soon as she stopped, she started pawing desperately through her purse for her license. The bike cop pulled up behind her and dismounted; she didn't need to see the woman's face to know she was a bitch that meant business. It was in her build, her movement, her everything. She was all uniform and boots and helmet; she was not to be messed with.
"Worst Reader Ever"
"She Punishes Her Cheating Husband": Jacob tugged on the restraints, but they wouldn't budge. His wife Tina stood at the foot of the bed looking over him, smiling smugly. In a dirty fantasy, this might have been the dream scenario; his wife and another woman tying him to the bed and exploiting him until he begged for sweet mercy, but this wasn't a fantasy. This was real life and it was happening after his wife had caught him fooling around with another woman.
"I wish you would stop moaning and put that tongue to a better use than talking!" For a fraction of a second only, Emily paused, then she was fluttering her eyelids, "Yes Mistress." Grinning, Rita swung her legs up onto the bed and reaching out she grasped a handful of her lover's hair, kissing her hard upon the mouth for a moment, sucking her tongue in between her lips, fighting it with her own before she gave a lusty snarl into Emily's face, "You are such a gorgeous little slut aren't you?"
I look at the numbers on the screen, then looked at my numbers. “No way.” I said, not realizing I said it out loud until I noticed my friends looking at me. “What?” Becky said. I saw the smile on her face and realized what they had done. They rigged my card, this was probably just one of the past drawings. They have always made fun of me because I am one of the only girls in the group who plays the lottery with the guys. Even Becky just hangs out. They all gathered around my card. Her eyes widened. “We didn't do this,” she whispered.