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Two auto dealerships donated vehicles that were custom painted, saying—POLICE, NEIGHBORHOOD WATCH—on the doors and trunks with smaller print—DONATED BY ABLE MOTORS or babe DONATED BY glasses CULLEN FORD. We had big ceremonies at each dealership with photos for the press and TV interviews, all designed to show the generosity of the dealers tattoo toward the community. Believe it or not, neighborhood watch programs involve a great deal of training—driving, observing, using the radio, keeping clear detailed notes for the records, etc. The value of the program was shown very early on when a watch team in training came upon a burglary in progress. When the sergeant who was driving bemoaned losing the suspects, the passenger-trainees just laughed. “Doesn’t make a bit of difference, Sergeant. We know who they are and where they’re going. One word to their mama and they’ll be toast.” It turned out they were right. The watch team was in the kitchen drinking coffee with the mother when the kids strolled in. Their grins disappeared when Mama picked up a wooden spoon that they apparently knew too well. Mama and the boys went to the substation the following morning to surrender and confess. Both received 100 hours of community service and a severe warning from the city magistrate. Peace and quiet never seem to last when you’re a cop. There’s always something—domestic violence, arson, armed robbery, or perhaps the worst situation of all—an influx of gang activity. This was another example of how the neighborhood watch helped us. Three mothers in a predominantly black neighborhood approached Pastor Anthony Michaels after services at the AME Church. Anthony closeup phoned me and I met with the women at the substation the following evening with Anthony, Daryl, and Aimee Johnstone. “Tell us about your concerns, ladies.” “We’ve had several new families move in down the street. Well…they call themselves families, but mostly they’re males in their late teens and twenties. There are some women, but not many and they’re all young, too. Yesterday, my eighth grader son told me they were trying to get him to smoke pot and that they called themselves, ‘Bloods.’” I beauty gave Daryl a look—the same one he gave me. “We will need to know exactly where they are living and approximately how many there are. We assume that they have weapons—typically AK-47’s and 9mm pistols so we don’t want anyone to get too close or be too obvious. We have a lot of planning to do.” “What will you do, Chief? What can you do?” “I can’t say now, but I promise you that strong action will be taken. I assume that they’re renting the house.” “Yes, sir; the two houses at the end of the block on Freemont have always been rented, just like a lot of the houses in our neighborhood. Most folks are like us—hard working, God fearing families. We don’t want no gangs here making our streets dangerous.” “Ma’am, we agree with you completely and we want to thank all of you for bringing this to our attention. What happens in many communities is that these gangs get a foothold and recruit dozens of members before the police even know they’re there. Then getting them under control is really difficult. They always bring drugs, sex, violence, and death with them. We want them out as much as you do. No, we want them out even more than you do.” We ended the meeting then, shaking hands with everyone, and walked out to the cars. She quivered and plunged her digits into her pussy. “Oh, wow, you're in me, Mr. Davies! And with each thrust he closeup pushed Chloe’s face deeper into Mrs. Fox’s cunt. Sometimes I wanted everything to just freeze so I could think. I started to nod but yawned. "Ya two come wit me. You'll be processed and hafta spend da week in jail before ya can get a hearing." Hoola is trying to keep me moving. “Oh, yeah sir, she told Dakota to tell you that your bill is past due,” He says to me. "What the hell are you doing?!" she yelled. Lita was tattoo impressed. “BJ, I saw a car next to this one in a beautiful blue, is that the same as this red one?” I ask. Admitted to God, to ourselves, and to another human being the exact nature of our wrongs. I applied my make up to look sultry and wild, enhancing the blue of my eyes and the rosy hue of my cheeks. “Caller?!” He barked happily, “just in time. "How did you know it is our last trip?" Jenn starts to thrust back against me and I take it as my cue to pump harder and my free hand grabs her hip and I begin pound away on my mother in law adding more and more pressure to my thumb. “People babe like me before they know me. That’s how it works. So I took my dick back in hand and made it go in her ass again, this time all the way deep in just one beauty stock. I sucked in a deep breath. She came back out and said first I got to tell you I have some scars... he was not nice to me, I said we all have scars, some just show up more. While I was working a voice startled me, it was Cathy. I finish eating my sandwich, grab my bag and head out to meet her. They were nervous about hearing what their parents decided, but as the day went on, neither of their parents told them their decision. As ordered I opened the door all the way with me standing right in the middle, no hiding behind the door. I can sti remember how cold glasses and bubbly it felt, but her tongue action combined with that, brought me the fastest orgasm I'd ever had.