I found this and I laugh on how dumb this is

A good Samaritan who helped push three people out of the path of a pickup truck before being struck and injured has gotten a strange reward for his good deed: A jaywalking ticket.

Family members said 58-year-old bus driver Jim Moffett and another man were helping two elderly women cross a busy Denver street in a snowstorm when he was hit Friday night.

Moffett suffered bleeding in the brain, broken bones, a dislocated shoulder and a possible ruptured spleen. He was in serious but stable condition Wednesday.

The Colorado State Patrol issued the citation. Trooper Ryan Sullivan said that despite Moffett's intentions, jaywalking contributed to the accident.

Moffett had been driving his bus when the two women got off. In the interest of safety, he got out and, together with another passenger, helped the ladies cross.

Moffett's stepson, Ken McDonald, said the driver of the pickup plowed into his stepfather, but not before Moffett pushed the two women out of the way.

When he awoke in intensive care, he learned of the ticket. "His reaction was dazed and confused. I was a little angry," said McDonald.

The other man also was cited for jaywalking, while the pickup driver was cited with careless driving that led to injury. Sullivan said the two elderly women haven't been cited but the investigation is ongoing.

Note: this is lame, how can you do this to a person that was helping out what if it was the old ladies that got hit!

Imagine a cool evening in the summer when the sun is about to set and the day's heat is breaking. You are in a green park with a small pagoda for concerts and, in the distance, fields for playing soccer and open spaces for kite flying. Beyond sight, a fountain sprays its water into the air, and maybe if the world is quiet enough and you listen very hard you can just hear it from where you now sit. The park is looped by a well-laid white sidewalk along which old women walk slowly talking with their friends, young couples stroll with their children, and triathletes with well-toned bodies run past them all as they dream of finishing the Ironman. Not a hundred feet beyond the sidewalk's edge lay the beaches of Waikiki with its small surf washing the feet of tourists and locals alike, while the ever-hopeful surfers out in the distance wait for the perfect swell.

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It takes a little more effort when you get to 32 to keep the body you want. I remember eating anything I wanted to a decade ago, but now that just doesn't work. To stay in shape I swim early in the morning at my favorite beach, and then twice a week I go for a run in the evening, when the sun is going down and the air is cool. Besides keeping my stomach flat, I treasure these times most of all for the clarity they bring to my mind. When I'm in stride, it's hard to worry about the day's little problems.

My little adventure started at mile 3. That's where the sidewalk loops around a hedge and merges with a path from the opposite direction. I turned the corner and was immediately faced with a sight to behold. She was jogging in a pair of tiny red running shorts that hung so low on her hips you knew she shaved part of herself. On top she was adorned with a charcoal gray athletic bra that her bosom filled out nicely. She was taller than me – maybe 5'9" or 5'10" – and had her long black hair in a ponytail that bounced with each step. Her body was long and lean and yet curved. These were all the details I could catch as I ended up a couple steps ahead of her on the path.

I kept jogging, but my sweat-induced meditation was broken, because all I was thinking of now was her. I wanted to look again, but didn't want to blatantly turn my head and stare. I just continued running, hearing her footsteps behind mine and feeling her presence. I wondered if she was even looking at me. Was I worth looking at in my dark blue athletic shorts? Would she notice my flat stomach exposed by my short t-shirt? Or was she looking up my legs to my rear, watching it move beneath the fabric? I knew the answer was "no". After all, the chances of her also being a lesbian were low, and I was about 10 years older than her to boot.

I finally turned my head slowly to see her again. As I did, she looked me right in the eyes and smiled, not 3 feet behind me. I turned my head back immediately, my cheeks turning crimson.

She had caught me checking her out.

She was just running along, listening to the I-Pod strapped to her right arm, and she'd gotten caught behind an older woman whom she was too polite to pass and who was eyeing her. I didn't turn my head again and decided to run a little faster.

I don't know why I sped up. Was it to get away from her? Maybe I wanted to show I could still hang with her 22 year old body. For whatever reason I did it, I could still hear her behind me. Her long legs were taking fewer steps than mine, but they didn't seem to be getting any further away or closer. I sped up again.

My legs were beginning to feel a slight burn as I lifted my knees higher, moving faster down the sidewalk. I could feel more sweat on my body being met by the cool air breezing past. My t-shirt was getting damp; my breaths were deeper, more controlled. However, my body kept up the pace, and the feeling of the surprising power tingled through me. Yeah, I still had it.

But I could still feel her footsteps. In fact, they sounded closer than before. She must be right there. Right at my hip.

I sped up again. The pace was now beginning to take real effort. My mind and body began to focus. I spoke inwardly to myself. Breathe. Keep your body relaxed. Feel your feet hitting the pavement.

But her footsteps echoed in my mind.

I finally turned my head to find her not one pace behind me. She was just as beautiful as I was imagining her. She grinned at me and then suddenly put on a burst of speed, pulling even with me.

So that's how it was going to be?! I sped up too, keeping pace with her. We were both breathing hard. "Race you to the fountain," she threw at me in one breath, and then took off, leaping ahead of me. Well, fuck.

I wasn't going to be outdone that easily! I shifted my body into overdrive and we were flying. I hadn't run so fast in years. Not with such delight. And I was immediately next to her again, actually pulling ahead. She looked at me, this time not with a smile as much as shock, and sped up too, finally putting her true abilities to the test. We were running side-by-side as fast as we could down the track. Soon it was hard to tell who was ahead though, as we had to dodge people, getting around the stroller, the woman with the small dog. I was going as fast as I possibly could.

My body felt so alive. My blood rushed through my body warming me before the cool air cooled me back down. But in the back of my mind was always her. I was going to give her everything I had. Wipe that smile off her face. Oh, but what a smile it was and how beautiful she looked when she wore it.

The fountain was in sight now. My lungs and heart were beginning to tire. After all, it was a mile to the fountain from her challenge and we weren't pacing it. We came together again on the sidewalk still side by side. I stole a glance at her, and she was completely focused. I wanted to bump her, not so I could win, but so I could touch her. I got my mind quickly off of her and back on winning.

There's a time to think with your heart and a time to let your mind get what your heart wants.

Everything else faded. I just saw the fountain ahead and heard her deep full breaths next to me. I concentrated on my legs and just moved them a little faster than I thought I could. The fountain was almost there.

She was right by me.

Faster. Just a little faster...

I heard the sound of the water, the sound of her breath.

Almost. . . there. . .

Move it, M-Y!

Slap! My hand touched the concrete of the fountain.

I had won.

Wow, I had won!!

"I can't believe you beat me!" she yelled.

I didn't answer. I just walked in circles trying to get my breath back. Damn, my body was bursting. My lungs had never worked so hard, but I hadn't felt so elated in months.

"I can't believe you beat me!" she yelled again, trying to regain her voice between deep breaths. "You're amazing." Deep breaths.

I knew I wasn't supposed to, but I couldn't help but grin.

"I've never run so hard," she continued. "My body is burning up."

"Same here," I replied. What an idiot. My first words to this angel were "same here"?

"When you sped up the second time in front of me..." she paused for a deep breath. "I just had to race you. I was sure I was going to win."

"Why's that?" I asked.

"Leg length. Long legs," she explained, kicking them out to explain. "And I run everyday."

"I really wanted to win." I was still walking, my lungs beginning to relax.

"I can tell." She extended her hand and smiled again. Oh, that smile. "Congratulations."

"Thanks. And thanks for daring me. I haven't run like that in years."

She laughed. "You're welcome. I'm just kinda competitive."

"I'm not. Usually."

"Why so competitive this time?"

I blushed, unable to think of an answer I dared confess. She looked even better now. Little beads of sweat covered her lean body. I wanted to watch them glide down her smooth, muscled abdomen. Oh, how the water reflected the sun on her golden skin. "I don't know," I said, turning redder again.

She looked at me and her cheeks became pink as well. "You're amazing," was all she said. Was she checking me out? Her eyes seemed to wander along my legs. I couldn't blush any harder at this point. "I'm Susana. Susana Kim," she said.

"M-Y."

There was that look again I've been hit on enough to catch the glances, but I knew there was no chance I had just gotten in a race with the world's hottest lesbian. I bottled up the hopes and pushed them back down. Instead, I merely pointed at the sidewalk to indicate I wanted to keep walking with her.

"Do you jog here a lot?" she asked.

"Twice a week."

"Four times here, but usually mid-morning. I had to change times today."

I looked up to see the red glow of a sunset as the sun disappeared behind the mountains to the west. The surfers were packing their boards up to call it a night. I loved this time. "Isn't it too hot then?"

"I like the sun on my skin."

And my tongue? I wanted to ask, but kept silent. I finally got out, "Do you go to the University?"

"Graduated a couple of years ago, which was a bit early. You?"

"10 years ago."

She seemed to stumble a little. "What? At 15?"

"Very funny."

"No really."

"At 22."

"Huh. I was debating if you were 25 or 26 when I was running behind you."

"You're very kind," I managed.

"Maybe you just have a great ass."

I couldn't help but raise my eyebrows at that. She saw my expression and giggled. "Oh well! I knew you'd be straight, but I had to test it. Don't take offense."

My heart started thumping. And I thought it was beating hard when I was running! That was nothing compared to this. When running, I made my mind focus on the task at hand. But now, when my angel was hitting on me, I couldn't think clearly at all.

I lowered my head and then quietly said, "Actually, I'm not."

She stopped in her tracks and turned to me. I just looked up at her with my hands on my knees still breathing. She seemed to be searching my eyes for something. I watched a droplet of sweat roll along the curve of her neck.

"Not what?" she asked. I don't think she believed what I'd said.

"I'm not straight," I told her simply, raising my hands from my knees and walking beside her.

"Huh," she said and without a further word we started walking again.

"Does that surprise you?" I asked.

"I just don't trust my luck," she returned.

"We just met."

"I know."

"I love those red shorts, by the way," I said and felt my eyes twinkle with mischief.

"Oh?"

"Uh-huh."

"When you were running ahead of me, I absolutely hated your shorts."

I looked at my plain blue cotton running shorts that stopped about mid-thigh. She was right. They were kind of boring.

"Yeah, they were in the way of what I really wanted to look at," she finished.

Oh my, I thought. This was her second mention of my cute rear already. Maybe swimming was helping me out more than I realized.

"You're very forward," I replied.

"I know." She actually sounded a bit chastened. This woman was a really curious mix of self-confidence and sensitivity. "It gets me in trouble a lot."

I took her hand in mine. "I like it."

We walked in silence for a minute hand-in-hand. I felt drops of sweat from our arms periodically slide over our fingers and on to the sidewalk below. After a bit she quietly asked, "Are you seeing anyone?"

"No," I answered and felt my voice break. I could sense our hands slowly caressing one another, unable to stop our bodies from touching. "You?" I asked.

"Uh-uh."

We continued walking. Our blood was pumping through our bodies, heating us up. I love good exercise.

Our hands began to wander more. Her hand would grasp mine as if she intended to not let it move, but then it would move beyond her control and touch the slip of stomach that my top didn't cover. My hand also moved of its own accord along her back before I took it away again. But when the hands were together, they kept sliding up and down one another, unable to stay still.

"Where are you going now?" she asked.

"Car lot by the beach. You?"

"Bus."

"Oh. That's just past, right?"

"Yes."

I noticed our breathing getting shallower. The tension between the two of us was becoming unbearable.

"M-Y?"

"Yes?"

"I'm leaving the islands next week. Grad school at Berkeley."

I closed my eyes, not letting the information overwhelm me. There goes another one, I thought.

"Unless you don't want me to go," she continued.

I froze. In her sexual excitement, she was willing to give up Berkeley to pursue something with me, a woman she had just met. It was crazy! This was just lust, wasn't it? It wasn't logical for it to be anything more. I tried to calm the thoughts running through my mind. It was my job to be the older one here; to tell her what was proper.

I took both her hands in mine and leaned forward to kiss her lips tenderly. Our lips brushed against one another, warm and inviting. I felt her breath on my face as I moved my head back from the soft kiss.

"I feel the same way," I answered, "but you must go. It's not just feelings. There's all sort of other things in our lives we have to think about. I would be devastated to take you away from that. I am guessing it is something you have been working towards for years." She put her head down slowly. "I won't ask that of you," I insisted.

We started walking again. The sun was down now and fewer people were around. The heat of the day was gone, but I felt no relief at the moment, because my heart was on fire.

She leaned over as we walked and kissed the side of my face. "We have a week though."

I smiled. "Yes, we do."

"That's 188 hours."

"Mmm," I agreed. "I won't calculate the minutes."

"It's a lot."

"Yes, it is." Almost grinning now.

"You can do a lot in a week."

"You can do a lot in an hour with the right person."

"I have an hour right now," she said clutching my hand tight.

"I've got as many hours as you can give me," I let her know.

"I've wanted you since I saw your cute little butt in front of me." Her delightful aggressiveness was back.

"I thought you were a dream when you came around that corner."

"I have an idea," she said, pulling me towards the beach. I followed happily, not sure what she had in mind, but if she had any one of the thousands of ideas I had right then, then I was about to be the happiest woman on the planet. Half way there she stopped and unlaced her running shoes. I copied her and soon we were barefoot, walking, then skipping, then running hand in hand through the grass to the beach.

We hit the beach laughing. I pulled her into the ocean, the cool water lapping at our ankles and then turned to her again. Our lips met and this time there was no hesitation––only passion. Passion that we only had a week. Passion that we had just met. Passion that what we had hoped for on first sight was becoming reality. We held each other's hands, as our lips tasted one another, as if we might explore the other person's heart by exploring their bodies.

After several minutes we pulled back. I wanted her more than anything, but as I looked around, there were still many tourists along the beach. My dream of making love to her on the sand would have to wait. She saw me looking at the interfering tourists and smiled. "Remember, I had an idea. Follow."

She led me a little ways down and then began to ascend the steps of one of the orange lifeguard stations.

The steps lead up to a flat second floor where the lifeguard would sit to watch the swimmers. Behind that flat area were two doors not three feet tall that closed off a small space behind it that was semi-private. It wasn't locked and Susana pulled me into the little room.

"People can see us," I told her.

"Not if we lay on the floor," she responded with a grin and lay back on to the wooden planks, holding her arms out for me. I looked out to see some people strolling a little ways away. I wasn't really an exhibitionist! Then I looked down at her looking up at me hopefully, and there was no way I was passing this up. I descended to the floor on top of her and our lips met again. This time we kissed in earnest.

Her mouth was wider than mine and she covered me with it. I searched for her tongue, finding it and taking it into my mouth sucking it into me. Oh what heaven. I felt her tongue moving against my lips moving from side to side. I ran my fingers through her hair as I sucked her mouth, and then our tongues met and wrestled again for victory. I quickly licked her face with my tongue, licking the sweat from her silken skin, tasting her, letting the salty feel of her linger on my tongue. I was still staring at her golden face, when she too attacked me with her mouth. We started to struggle over who would lick the other's skin next. I wanted to giggle as our competitive spirit came alive again in this new fashion. Our hot breath mingled in the small space between us. I could feel the air from her body dallying around my mouth, nostrils, and eyes before I breathed it inside of me, taking a further piece of her into me. We grinned as we both tried to dodge the other's tongue in order to lick our partner's face. I went for her nose when she got me on the chin. She got her tongue on one of my eyelids and laughed at my reaction. But while her happy voice rang out, I made my move and got a tickling lick on each side of her mouth. She touched at the places I had licked with her hands, while still smiling at me. All I could see was her smile and her shining white teeth.

She suddenly grabbed my head so I couldn't move and then moved her face up to lick my forehead.

"Hey, no fair!" I complained. And then I saw her inviting neck and covered it with my mouth, licking her salty skin, still covered in sweat. She moaned lightly at this new sensation. "Never mind," I said as I continued to run her tongue around her neck.

"Oh, I am so gonna make you orgasm first," she claimed.

You can never hear that too much, I thought.

"Oh, really?" I said, and pulled her ear lobe between my lips, at the same time placing my hand between her thighs, rubbing lightly.

She let out a squeak and then her breaths became very shallow as I continued rubbing her through those tiny red running shorts. The first sensation was the slickness of the material. The second was the feel of her outer labia through the fabric. Then after just a second, it was the slow warmth emanating from her, seeping into my hand. She was hot, steaming. I started to notice the smell in the air from her. I closed my eyes, smelling the sex, smelling her body, a body that was excited about, of all things, me.

Soon, she recovered enough to say, "Uh huh, I am," and pushed her hand down my own shorts, finding my pussy under the soaked panties.

I gasped as her fingers pressed against my wet insides and said, "We shouldn't do too much." Both of us were breathing hard as we touched each other. "I'm very loud," I explained. "I say things I shouldn't."

She started licking around my ear now, as she rubbed my panties into me. "Well, then, this time, be quiet, or we'll have to put something in your mouth."

I pushed away from her and sat up so that I was straddling her hips. I took the hand that had been touching me and pulled it up to my face. "Something like this?" I asked and sucked three of her fingers into my mouth.

Her face took on the loveliest little pout that said, "Oh, I didn't expect something that good" and watched me, as I licked up and down her fingers.

"Talk about hot," she said, closing her eyes and concentrating on the warm feel of my mouth on her fingers. "That run, you, and now this." I said nothing and only licked her palm with my tongue and then began to nibble down her arms until my body was folded over hers, our breasts touching. "C'm here," she said and started kissing me again.

When we started kissing, her arms were wrapped around me, holding me tight, but after a little while I felt her hands beginning to creep around my body with more purpose. They slid along my back on the exposed skin and then underneath my shirt, pushing the fabric up as they moved so that soon my entire back was exposed to the sea air. On one side of me was her warm, soft body, beckoning me closer; on the other a cool ocean breeze was trying to make my skin erupt in goose bumps. Her fingers traced along my spine and then in circles, but they weren't satisfied yet. She slid them down my back, as we kept kissing, to my rear, slipping under my shorts and under my panties, cupping and squeezing me in both hands.

"I want you like I haven't wanted anyone," she exclaimed and suddenly pushed my panties and shorts down my hips so that 2/3 of my ass was in the open. Then her fingers were slipping between my cheeks. It felt so good.

"If you are gonna do that, get that bra of yours off," I told her in response. She nodded and pushed me up and off of her. I sat in this small, public lifeguard station with my shorts bunched around the top of my thighs and my shirt over my breasts, and watched her begin to strip. She sat up and pulled the sweat-covered gray athletic bra over her head, revealing her full bosom that I had noticed at first glance. I couldn't believe I was with someone with a body like this. My eyes walked up her long legs that reached towards me, over her curved hips, in towards her long perfectly shaped abs, up to her full breasts with dark, brown, wide nipples that were erect and waiting for me, and finally up her long neck to her soft wet lips that I had been exploring for the last while.

And she was smart and playful to go with it. Damn. Of course, with a body like that she could've had me if she was a royal bitch. I was twice lucky, I guess

I saw that she was watching me with that little naughty smile of hers. She pointed at my t-shirt. "Off."

I quickly tossed my t-shirt and bra to the side and began crawling towards her. But she wagged her finger from side to side at me and teased, "Not yet...." Her finger moved down and pointed at the shorts hanging at the bottom of my hips. I looked at them bunched around me, my black pubes just poking out, then back at her.

"You first," I said and then leaped forward grabbing her tiny shorts and yanking them down her body and off those long legs. She had on a pair of light pink cotton panties underneath them that were soaked through in the crotch. I stared at her for a bit, and not taking my eyes off her, pulled my shorts and panties off, pushing them away with my feet.

"You're amazing," she said.

"Shhh..." I replied and pointed at the open space not two feet above our heads. "That's the third time you've said that today," I whispered to her, crawling naked towards her. "I think you like me," and as I said this I indicated her wet panties.

She looked at herself and smiled again. Then she began pushing the panties down those forever legs as she said, "I've been that way since I saw you."

"Oh, really?" I asked teasingly.

"Yeah. Watching your tight buns in those shorts and the muscles in those slim legs. I was moist in seconds."

I loved talk like this. "That's very naughty of you," I replied.

"Mmm. Maybe you should come a little closer and see what I do when I really like someone."

I crawled to her and slid my body up the length of hers, our two wet sweaty bodies sliding with ease against one another. I stopped when my lips were just an inch from hers.

"Don't move," she whispered. Then she started to wiggle down my body underneath me on my hands and knees until my right breast dangled above her mouth. "Don't you ever move," she said again and her tongue came out. She began circling my breast, licking around it over and over, then spiraling up to my nipple. My nipples were harder than I had seen them in a long, long time, and she took advantage of the fact. Her little tongue came out and started licking back and forth across it.

What a woman I was with.

Her tongue flicked back and forth along each nipple and she ran her fingernails along my sides. I let out a moan before I could stop myself.

"Shhh," she reminded me, then suddenly sucked my breast into her mouth. I closed my eyes and just concentrated on the feel of her mouth on my breast. It became harder and harder to be quiet with every move of her tongue. She bit lightly on the other nipple before sucking it in to her delicious mouth as well. Then she was kissing down my stomach. Her tongue entered my navel, exploring each part of me. This has always turned me on, and I could feel the wetness in my pussy growing and growing.

"I am gonna make you feel soooo good, Susana," I moaned as she inched further down, kissing the soft black hairs.

"I know, M-Y," she said, matter of factly.

"No, you don't," I replied. "10 Minutes. Gonna show you some spots on your body that you've never dreamed of. You've never wanted to scream from someone licking your hip. 10 minutes from now."

Did I hear her gulp?

But she just said, "Is that so?" and pushed my thighs wider apart.

"Uh-huh," was all I could get out.

"That's very––" and here she kissed my labia once then twice and continued, "intriguing, M-Y."

"Oh wow," I moaned and my head collapsed on the floor so that only my ass was high in the air, straddling this goddess's face.

"You like that," she said and slipped her tongue inside my lips, licking back and forth slowly.

I let out a moan again.

"Shhhh," she said and pulled my pussy lips apart with her hand. A single wet finger started to trace around the inner and outer lips.

"You are such a tease," I told her.

"No, I'm not," she said. "Cause I am so gonna eat you out."

I almost came as soon as she said it. The muscles in my thighs began quivering and I think I whimpered.

"Oh, M-Y," she moaned up to me, seeing how close I was, how hot she had made me barely touching me. "I really hope you are multi-orgasmic," and as soon as she said this, she pulled me hard onto her face and her tongue pushed into me.

I cried out before I could stop myself. I knew I had to be quieter, so I pushed my forearm into my mouth, trying not to bite myself.

She didn't "shhhh" me this time. Her full concentration was on making me scream. In and out, her tongue moved, the top of her face and her nose sliding against my clit in a perfect rhythm. I rubbed myself against her, totally out of control. She seemed to be alternating between fucking me with her tongue all bunched up and licking up and down my folds. It was so hard to tell what she was doing, I only know how it felt, and all I can say is that she won this competition. I was gonna cum first. With a muffled cry into my arm I was cumming and cumming hard. The muscles in my body were all contracting at once, while my legs collapsed under me. I could feel the muscles around my pussy squeezing again and again. It was like electricity was shooting from my clitoris throughout my body, rendering me helpless.

But as my body lost control, I felt her trying to prop me up, get my knees under me again, pushing my body to a position she needed it in. "Hold on, M-Y, I'm not done yet."

I wanted to cry. I didn't know if I could handle more of the best thing I had ever experienced.

I felt her lips sucking one of my labia, pulling it into her mouth. I think that's what it was. I wish I could see her. And then it was the other lip. I took my arm from my mouth to see if I had teeth marks from trying to contain myself. I did, but I hadn't broken my skin. Suddenly, her mouth broke contact with me. I heard another "shhhh" from between my thighs. "People outside are close," she whispered up to me.

I listened without moving and did hear a couple voices. Sounded like a couple. Were they walking past, as I hoped, or lingering? How close were they? It seemed they were talking about their flight over. Bumpy.

But as I listened to them, Susana started again. Her tongue was licking up and down the length of my pussy, from my clit down to my ass and back, again and again. I was being eaten out while people discussed their in-flight movie near me.

What had I gotten myself into?

Susana's lips curled around my clit, sucking it, and I didn't care anymore. I immediately muffled myself in my arm again and did everything I could not to make a peep. Was I gonna cum again while some woman I had never seen complained about the layover at LAX? Would she hear the floorboards squeaking as Susana worked under me? Would this woman hear the laps of Susana's tongue on my soaking pussy? The sloppy, slushing sounds of our sex?

Susana didn't seem to care.

I cared, but I couldn't stop. I didn't want this to ever stop.

I was close, and just in time the voices started fading, passing away from our stand. Susana was sucking my clit now. Constant, repeated, gentle pleasures that mounted on one another inside me. The woman knew what she was up to. Again. Again. More and more. Her long arms were wrapped around my ass, holding me down. Her warm mouth between my legs. Her soft lips on my little nub. She was so beautiful. So beautiful. Oh god. Oh god. I didn't deserve. Fuck. Fuck. Oh. Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. More. More. Let me speak, I wanted to cry out. I wanted. I wanted. Fuckkkk!! My body flew over the edge twice as hard as before.

My pussy walls were clenching; my thighs quivered. I fell hard into the floor, losing control of my body, collapsing on my angel. I heard an almost animal groan coming from my mouth into my arm as I came and came. My mound was soaking wet. Oh wow....

I rolled over on to the floor, my eyes closed, my mouth still biting on to my forearm. Aftershocks kept hitting me and my hips would pulse upwards. I felt her hand tracing my stomach and without looking or opening my eyes, I shook my head, taking my arm from my mouth. "Please––" I struggled to breathe. "Let me––" Breath. "Come back to earth."

Ohhhhhh. What had she done to me?

Eventually, my heart slowed. I hadn't opened my eyes, but I could feel her lying next to me, not touching me as I had asked.

"Thank you," I said still out of breath.

She didn't say anything for a second. Then she quietly whispered, "You're welcome." I smiled. What else do you say? Did she think I was a freak, coming like that?

I slowly opened my eyes and saw something I will never forget. Her head was next to mine raised up by her elbow on the ground. She was looking at me with an emotion in her eyes I had never seen in another, but I had felt it before. It's how I used to look at my old partner before she left, when I thought the world had stopped for me. There was a tear rolling down her cheek, rolling through all the wetness on her face that I knew came from inside my body.

I looked at her.

Could I honor this emotion? Was I strong enough? Had Susana's heart chosen wisely? Where was she coming from that she could feel like this so quickly? About me?

"I lied to you," I said.

Her breath seemed to catch. Her cheeks turned crimson. I wondered what she thought I was going to say. Had her eyes gone to my hand looking for a ring?

"I told you 10 minutes."

"10 minutes?" she asked.

"I said in 10 minutes I'd show you spots you never knew you had."

"I remember."

I kissed her forehead, looked at her, and then kissed her cheek, a cheek covered in sweat and tears and the moisture that came from inside me.

"It's gonna take a lot more time."

Bisexual Party

Cordelia Chase walked quietly inside Angel Investigations. She walked until she came near Doyle's quarters. Alan Francis Doyle was a mystery to her. He was half human and half demon. His demonic half was known as the Brachen. The Brachen were fierce fighters and well-known shapeshifters. Doyle was the agent of the Powers That Be who helped Angel. Angel was the vampire with a soul who came to Los Angeles seeking redemption.

The good-guy vampire Angel was once known as the Scourge of Europe, back in his days as Angelus. Angel came to the small town of Sunnydale in California where he met Buffy Summers, the Slayer. The Slayer was the one woman in all the world born with the supernatural talent for tracking down and killing vampires. Angel and Buffy fell in love. Cordelia was friends with Buffy.

When high school ended, Cordelia went to Los Angeles and tried to become an actress. She found Angel there and they became friends. Now, she was helping him on his mission of redemption. Cordelia liked Angel but she also liked Doyle. This was the reason why she was spying on him right now. Cordelia snuck around and peered into the room. What she saw amazed her.

Angel was leaning against the wall, his eyes closed. He was getting serviced by a man. Doyle himself. Doyle was on his knees, sucking on Angel's cock. Doyle sucked his cock and licked his balls. Angel moaned in pleasure. Cordelia watched, shocked. She had always wondered about Angel. He was such a fine guy and yet, often, women left him cold. He didn't seem to like them all that much. Maybe he was bisexual. She had proof now. He was getting serviced by Doyle. Great, Doyle was either gay or bisexual himself. Cordelia couldn't believe it. She just watched as Doyle bent over on the bed and Angel came up behind him. Angel rubbed his cock against Doyle's butt and entered him with one firm thrust. Doyle moaned in pleasure. Angel held him by the hips and thrust into him, slamming his cock down that ass.

Cordelia watched as the two men went at it. The action was non-stop. She found herself oddly turned on by it. Angel was fucking Doyle's ass like he was drilling for gold. Doyle was screaming his head off as he got fucked. Angel slammed into him with energetic thrusts. Doyle jacked himself off as Angel fucked him. Angel and Doyle fucked for the better part of an hour and it ended with both men climaxing at the same time. It was awesome. Cordelia decided to get out of her hiding place as the two men lay on the bed, spent.

She wanted to get some. She hadn't had any sex in a long time. Angel clearly liked men but she knew that once he loved a girl named Buffy, maybe he wouldn't mind fucking a girl for a change. Maybe Doyle wouldn't mind some fish instead of the beef. If he was married and stayed married for a long time, he had to have some sexual attraction towards women. Bravely, Cordelia Chase stepped out of her hiding place.

"Can a girl get some of that?" she asked.

Angel and Doyle looked at her. They didn't seem surprised or embarassed.

"Ok." said Doyle. "If you want to get with us, we want both your holes." He looked at her. "Okay by you?"

Cordelia smiled, thrilled at the thought of two gorgeous men fucking her. "Sure." she said.

Angel stared at her. "Suck on this." he told her.

Cordelia knelt before him and obediently sucked his cock. She licked his balls and sucked on his dick. He slammed his cock down her throat. While sucking off Angel, Cordelia noticed Doyle coming up behind her. He caressed her sexy ass. "Nice." he told her.

Her mouth full of Angel's cock, Cordelia couldn't say anything. Doyle held her by the hips and entered her from behind with one firm thrust. Cordelia shook under the force of his thrusts. He slammed into her, hard and fast. Cordelia felt her hot pussy getting drilled by his hard cock and pushed back against him, driving him deeper inside her. He fucked her hard for a long time, then came inside her. At the same time, Angel came all over Cordelia's face and she drank all of his cum.

Angel positioned himself behind Cordelia. He caressed her smooth, sexy butt and then rubbed his cock against it. Cordelia purred and jiggled her sexy ass in anticipation. Meanwhile, underneath her, Doyle was thrusting into her pussy while firmly holding her by the hips. Angel rubbed his cock against Cordelia's pink little asshole, and pushed. Cordelia seemed to freeze when Angel's cock pushed into her asshole. He firmly grabbed her hips and thrust even further inside her.

Cordelia screamed as she experienced double penetration for the first time. The two men worked her up, slamming their hard cocks inside her holes and drilling into her sexy flesh. Cordelia was bouncing up and down on Doyle's cock while Angel thrust into her asshole. She felt like she was being torn in half but found the sensation overwhelmingly pleasurable. They went at it like this for quite some time before they exploded simultaneously inside her. They filled her pussy and asshole with their hot cum. Cordelia screamed as she climaxed.

They pulled out of her and she rolled on the bed for awhile before resting on her back. Her sexy body was covered with sweat. She looked at her lovers, the two gorgeous men who had brought her such pleasure. They were hot as hell. Great bodies. Great faces. Big Dicks. Sparkling personalities. Super powers. Those guys had it all. She told herself that it wouldn't be the last time they would all fuck each other's brains out like this. She never knew that such well-endowed men lived with her.

"Wanna go again?" she asked them. Cordelia looked at Angel and Doyle.

The vampire and the half-demon looked at each other and grinned. "Well, we're gonna need some lube." they said.

Cordelia grinned. "I know." She was gonna dazzle them with her insatiable sexual appetite. She had a feeling they were all gonna have so much fun together.

Note: you can tell I was bored...

The ship was silent and Simon sat alone. He was both physically and mentally exhausted. He had lost track of how long he been aboard Serenity evading the law with his sister. Nothing in his life had taught him to deal with this sort of existence. Even in an Alliance Hospital he still had adequate supplies and a home to go back to. Now he patches a crew of renegades with whatever is at hand and his room is tiny with only an uncomfortable bed to really call his own.

He sat at mess hall table (which due to the ramshackle nature of the crew also doubled as a briefing room) just enjoying the silence. His sister he had been assured would be with Zoë and Wash whilst they wandered the backwater planet on which they had landed. The rest of the crew had gone on a job and Inara was away on some far flung Alliance planet. Simon handed seemed wanted in either landing party, so he had offered to stay aboard to stay guard (although even he knew he wouldn't do much good if trouble arose.) He took his plate over to the sink when he heard Serenity huge airlock doors open and Kaylee's beautiful voice echo through the ship.

"Simon, hey there where 'bouts are you?" she called.

He half ran into the ships entrance desperate to see her face.

"Hi Kaylee" he called from rafters of the ships entrance. "what are you doing back?"

"Oh, capt'n didn't really need me and I just thought you could the company. Why aren't you happy to see me?" She said seemingly fearful of the response.

"No, no of course I am it's very thoughtful thank you Kaylee."

"No problem it's shiny."

Kaylee smiled a big beautiful smile and Simon's stomach jumped and bounded with an unexplainable happiness. His arms tingled and his heart pounded, she always had this effect on him. He stood silently then realised how long he had been intently staring at her and began to stammer out a sentence.

"Have you eaten... Erm I mean I can make you something... That is if you haven't... If you'd like."

She smiled that devastating smile again.

"Oh thanks Doc' but there was some cute little shops in the village market so I'm fine. Thanks for the offer though that was real kind."

Simon smiled awkwardly and pushed his hair back just so he had something to do with his hand.

"You can call me Simon, you know."

Kaylee seemed embarrassed this time and started to change the subject.

"Hope the Capt'n job goes well, I spent most of my cut at that market."

"On the meal?"

She giggled at the comment and indicated at the largish paper bag that she was carrying"

"No silly, they had the loveliest trinkets and dresses. I decided to treat myself."

"I can think of no one more deserving of a treat"

Kaylee's body didn't know what to make of this compliment and so giggled and blushed simultaneously.

"Can I see or..."

"Yeah, 'course Doc. But can we take them to my room. The cargo hold isn't exactly the best place for show and tell."

Simon agreed with this (mainly as excuse to get into Kaylee's room and they both set of. She seemed to be consumed with a childlike glee as she half danced to her room. Simon just followed behind marvelling at her.

When they arrived Simon stood in the doorway before being quickly told to sit down. Simon sat down on Kaylee's (decidedly more comfortable) bed and prepared to see what Kaylee had splashed out on. He loved being here it had an eclectic decoration with trinkets and strange objects that Kaylee had obviously collected from her travels around the world. Although the reason he loved it the most was it smelled so much like Kaylee, he took a deep breath and smiled at her.

"Well I got this..." she said handing him a golden waving cat. "They said it was lucky"

She didn't wait for a response simply handed him another object this was a hand crafted wooden necklace. He let it run through his fingers into his other hand and told her truthfully it would look beautiful on her. She smiled her beautiful smile and got back to her bag.

"...And finally" she said in a mock award ceremony voice, and pulled out a long flowing dress embossed with patterned jewels. "It was in a thrift stall but this was so shiny I had to have it. I'll never get to wear it not much call for engineers in dresses."

"Kaylee" Simon said solemnly. "It's gorgeous it'll look great on you any occasion."

"Would you like to see it on?" She asked sheepishly.

"Of course, I'll leave whilst you change."

Kaylee grinned and jokingly pushed Simon's shoulder, he was embarrassed at how far back he leaned with such little force.

"You can stay, just close your eyes"

So he did he lay back on Kaylee's bed and slowly closed his eyes, knowing what a beautiful sight he was missing. It seemed like an eternity of rustling clothes but finally she was ready.

"Open 'em up." she said brightly.

Simon didn't waste any time in sitting up and gasping at the stunning visage he saw in front of him. She stood in the middle of the room looking magnificent in the dress. Her hair cascaded clumsily onto her shoulders and her eyes shone with brightly happiness. He stood up and marvelled at her in her new outfit. It was too small a room to walk around so Simon gently took her hand to spin her in the dress. His eyes never left her body as she spun and when she returned and her hair settled around her shoulders it crowded her face. His hand still lay in hers but he took his other and brushed her silky brown from her pretty face and let it lay behind her ears. Their eyes met and seemed magnetically drawn, neither could move. Simon said the only thing that was racing through his mind.

"You are the most beautiful girl in the 'verse"

It was Simon who moved first, one hand in hers and the other rested gently on her face. He slowly moved in seeing Kaylee close her eyes as he was about to kiss her. When their lips finally touched it was electric. He softly rested his top lip above hers and slowly they shifted to allow each others tongues to enter their mouths. Simon slid his hand to the back of Kaylee's head and slipped his fingers through her flowing, silky hair. Kaylee threw her arms over Simon's shoulders and pulled him into a deeper kiss. Their tongues entwined and explored the others neither had ever felt such pleasure. The kiss lasted a blissfully long time with each becoming more daring and sliding their hands around each others bodies. Simon wrapped his hands around Kaylee's slender waist as she ran her fingers down his back.

Eventually Kaylee broke the kiss (much to Simon's disappointment) and gently pushed him onto the bed. Simon wasn't disappointed for long however as Kaylee slid her hand behind her back and slowly unzipped her new dress. Simon waited in anticipation as Kaylee let the dress fall to the floor and stepped out of it with only her underwear covering her gorgeous body. As Kaylee approached him, Simon lay back on the bed and began to unbutton his shirt. Kaylee straddled him, only a thin layer of fabric between her and Simon. She finished the last couple of buttons as Simons hands returned to her waist. Kaylee made the move this time and moved her pretty mouth to his.

Neither could now could now control their passion as Simon's hands explored her slender body. Sliding up her soft thighs to her perfectly round ass finally settling on the clasp of her bra which he quickly unhooked. This seemed to encourage Kaylee more as she moved her hand to his trousers beginning to unbuttoning them. Simon shifted his weight and when Kaylee was finished he began to slide them off, complete with his underwear. Once he was naked they resumed kissing again with new found ferocity. Simon could feel Kaylee's large breasts against his chest, her erect nibbles occasionally rubbing across his own. He was also aware of his penis resting against her pussy as she slowly but firmly ground into him. Simon could feel how hot and wet she was, Kaylee had obviously wanted this for as long as him.

After a while of exploring every inch of his body Kaylee stopped and began to remove her panties throwing them to the floor when she was finished. She was more than ready to give herself to him and slid her hand down, gently taking his penis into her hand. She smiled when he shivered with pleasure at her touch and slowly lowered her soft pussy onto him.

The both gasped with pleasure. Simon panted at how tight her pussy felt, Kaylee loved how he filled her completely. After adjusting themselves to the intense pleasure, Kaylee began to buck against him which Simon followed with long forceful thrusts. Simon sat up a little and began to slid his tongue expertly around Kaylee's perfect nipples sometimes taking the breast into his mouth. He payed each breast equal attention and massaged the other with his hand rubbing the nipple in between his finger tips. Kaylee responded to this by bucking more forcefully and frantically, tightly gripping the headboard of her bed. She gasped, her breath were shallow and displayed the pleasure coursing through every inch of her body. Simon thrusts slid deep inside of Kaylee as sweat dripped from his body.

Simon took his hand from Kaylee's breast and moved to her gorgeous face. They made eye contact and began to passionately kiss. Simon never broke contact from the kiss as he moved his hands to her hips and flipped Kaylee onto her back. He kept kissing her perfect lips feeling her soft tongue move around his month as he moved into her with renewed intensity. Kaylee wrapped her long sexy legs around his back and began to gasp out even louder almost screaming. This spurred Simon on, he moved his penis into her as deep as he could before pulling back till he was barely inside of her, teasing her. She tried to use her legs wrapped around her back to force him back into her but Simon resisted. He held for a few seconds before thrusting back inside of her causing her to scream loudly with pleasure.

Kaylee was incredibly close to Cumming and she began to kiss and gently bite Simon's shoulders and neck. Occasionally sliding her tongue all the way to his ear causing him to gasp with pleasure. Meanwhile Simon's hands roamed Kaylee's perfectly formed body, his touch was driving her wild. Her body began to shake and Kaylee's legs pulled Simon in tight as they could. Simon thrusting became long and forceful, he knew he was close and so he placed a hand on Kaylee's face and kissed her. As soon as their tongues met both lovers reached orgasm. Kaylee gripped the bed covers as Simon held her close. She felt her pussy being filled with cum as her own orgasm still rocked her body Simon keeping her held tight.

They lay like that for a while holding each other whilst trying regain some of their energy. Both of them lay against each other gasping and aware of each others bodies against them. Simon began to run his fingers through her hair and arched his body so that he could she her beautiful face. She looked stunning and serene, her eyes showed the exhaustion that he himself felt. He smiled unable to find words to explain how he felt, Kaylee smiled back and put her hands to Simon's face feeling the heat radiate from him she moved forward and gently kissed his chest.

the truth about gasoline

One thing that annoys me is every one with an idea about will lower the price of gasoline the thing is all of them are wrong. The fact is there is not enough oil to go around unless the U.S. oil consumption is in line with it percentage of worlds population which is not even close the U.S. makes up 4% of the worlds population and consumes about 30% of the worlds oil. What caused this is emerging middle classes in both China and India. Oddly this was caused by outsourcing. First about maximize your fuel economy today if see anything talk about and say the automakers and oil companies don't want you to know about this it's a bogus product. What works best for fuel economy today is simple keep your tire inflated, drive the speed limit, do not use air-conditioning while driving under 55mph, and plan your day around your driving. A good example of this would be if you have to go grocery shopping make out a list the night before and the next instead of coming home from and then going to the grocery store stop at the store on the way home from work. Now if you have diesel engine things are a little different you can arrange to buy used cooking oil from local restaurants and filter it because that is cheaper then diesel fuel and will work. The next best thing all of us can do to keep the cost of gasoline down is to minimize demand which means use a lot less gas and petroleum oil. Good ways to that are switching to florescent light bulbs because the filaments in incandescent bulbs are made from petroleum products. Stop using aspirin and switch Ibuprofen or acetaminophen because those are not made from petroleum product but aspirin is. Next is favoring local products over non-local products because then not as much gas will be used to ship products. Next is to eliminate the use of cocaine because gasoline is used in to extract base cocaine from coca leafs. Another thing that is not helping us is are use of plastic in just about everything because plastic is made from petroleum products. So you can look for similar products made from rubber comes from the sap of rubber trees. Another thing is to favor the use of cement over asphalt which is yet another petroleum product. Need a sexual lubricant use Ky-jelly instead as Vaseline or its generic name which petroleum jelly. Next is if you love chocolate by chocolate from a confectionery not candy bars which use paraffin wax which is yet petroleum product. I think now you get the picture of how many things use petroleum products so how much we will have to change once every body wakes up and admits the world is running out of so now is the time do something because latter will be too late.      

 Wheelchair Ramp Destroyed Overnight
MILWAUKEE, Wis. -- A car jumped a curb and crashed into a Milwaukee man's wheelchair ramp on 45th Street and Capitol Drive early Monday morning.

Milwaukee police said the driver is in custody. Investigators said she lost control of the car and destroyed the ramp.

The driver was cited with a moving violation and obstruction after she called to tell police she'd been robbed
Investigators are trying to figure out what caused the woman to lose control of her car.

* THE BITCH WAS DRUNK!

Gay Teen Nominated For Racine Park High School Prom Queen


RACINE, Wis. -- Washington Park High School administration has told an openly gay student that he can not go after the title of prom queen after classmates nominated him.

"If a guy can win Miss Legs and a girl can win Miss Physique, how is that different than me being nominated for prom queen?" said Uriel Gomez After Gomez's classmates chose him to be on the ballot for prom queen, he was told he could not go after the title.

Gomez said he never planned for this and was prepared to give up once he was "shot down" by school administration. However, he was encouraged by his peers who don’t believe the school's actions are fair.

"It was the student body that wanted him there. So who is the administration to say he can't be?" said Gomez’s date to the prom, Madeline Thompson.

With two weeks until prom, Gomez is in limbo and feels his reasons to be in the running are legitimate.

At this point, Gomez doesn't know if he's on the ballot. Regardless, he says he wants to have a fun and memorable night at this year's prom.

12 News attempted to talk with the Racine Unified School District to get more information, but they would not comment on the situation.

Racine's prom is May 17.

COMMENT: his peers asked him to do it, so isnt the whole thing about what the student body wants.!?