April Baldwin

groin. "Now look, I don’t want any trouble… I must have come in the wrong house. So sorry ma’am" All I can hope is that I can talk my way out of this. I realize it won’t work when my eyes notice that above the black skirt is a black belt with handcuffs and holster resting upon the hips. I can see the badge pinned upon ample breasts. Another twitch in my jeans. Looking at the face of the police officer standing in front of me, my breath is taken away. The most gorgeous eyes are glaring at me. I am entranced by their beauty; I can’t tell if my rapid heartbeat is because I know I am going to jail or this vision of delight in front of me. Suddenly I have to turn slightly away