Sexy Cop Needs Some Lines And An Act
What do cops have that you and your sexventures don't?
A gun.
Get a handgun.
Get in uniform.
Get ready.
At night, while he is watching tv, get infront of the door and scream SEX RAIDDD! and then kick down the door.
Rush in and scream GET DOWN ON THE FLOOR with your gun out.
If he doesn't submit, shoot out his kneecaps.
Handcuff him, search him(in that sexy way) for drugs and plant a pipe on him.
Force him to smoke some weed and some horny goat weed.
Slap him once or twice for being such a naughty druggie.
Then push his bitch ass into the bedroom, and holler like the insane cop bitch you are.
Avoiding his bloodied and now useless kneecaps, get him tied up on the bed and force his head on your crotch. Basically rape him for a while.
And go from there.
...afterwards, get the f*ck out of there, you're only nineteen and you need to live before you have a kid and settle down with someone who could technically be your father.
Just my 2 cents.
Sexy Cop Needs Some Lines And An Act
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Originally Posted by Inferius
What do cops have that you and your sexventures don't?
A gun.
Get a handgun.
Get in uniform.
Get ready.
And please, DO NOT forget the handcuffs!!:D
Have a good one!:jointsmile:
Sexy Cop Needs Some Lines And An Act
ok guys wheels are turning in my head, keep it coming.
Sexy Cop Needs Some Lines And An Act
Screw the Roses, Send Me the Thorns: The Romance and Sexual Sorcery of Sadomasochism
LOL.....good book, you might find a bit of spice there.:D
Have a VERY good one!:jointsmile:
Sexy Cop Needs Some Lines And An Act
i think the issue here is your 19 and your going out with a guy almost twice our age! Obviously he's not gonna be as jumpy and excited as he used to be... find someone closer to ure age!
Sexy Cop Needs Some Lines And An Act
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Originally Posted by xmordeciax
i think the issue here is your 19 and your going out with a guy almost twice our age! Obviously he's not gonna be as jumpy and excited as he used to be... find someone closer to ure age!
LMAO! I'm 44 and my lady is 23.....there are times that she wished I wasn't so "jumpy". :D
Have a good one!:s4:
Sexy Cop Needs Some Lines And An Act
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Originally Posted by xmordeciax
i think the issue here is your 19 and your going out with a guy almost twice our age! Obviously he's not gonna be as jumpy and excited as he used to be... find someone closer to ure age!
A relationship is about more than sex. If you haven't noticed he is my husband and we have a daughter togather. And he was jumpy and very energetic, but since being pregnant, having a child, and a few bodily changes, things have dropped off because we have to look at eachother as growing developing individuals and need to adapt accordingly. This is something we wanted to do before I became morning sick I figured it would maybe let him know that I'm ready to pick up where we left off. Alot of the issues here are related to me and my comfort level since a huge life change. If he was my age and the same guy it probably would have happened anyways, some people aren't as attracted to pregnancy, every one has preferences. It's time to move on, I just have to figure out how to do that to best suit us. This happens all the time after babies.
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He wants sex all the time and we can easily go 45 minutes or more with him on top, but I want more out of sex, I'm bored with what once got me off. The energy is there the chemistry has faded, I'm satisfied but I was to collapse into the sheets in a state of bliss after ..... wait no mfor others ears...
Sexy Cop Needs Some Lines And An Act
do you have a whip? that could be your night stick! less bloody anyhow
Sexy Cop Needs Some Lines And An Act
Quote:
Originally Posted by Inferius
What do cops have that you and your sexventures don't?
A gun.
Get a handgun.
Get in uniform.
Get ready.
At night, while he is watching tv, get infront of the door and scream SEX RAIDDD! and then kick down the door.
Rush in and scream GET DOWN ON THE FLOOR with your gun out.
If he doesn't submit, shoot out his kneecaps.
Handcuff him, search him(in that sexy way) for drugs and plant a pipe on him.
Force him to smoke some weed and some horny goat weed.
Slap him once or twice for being such a naughty druggie.
Then push his bitch ass into the bedroom, and holler like the insane cop bitch you are.
Avoiding his bloodied and now useless kneecaps, get him tied up on the bed and force his head on your crotch. Basically rape him for a while.
And go from there.
...afterwards, get the f*ck out of there, you're only nineteen and you need to live before you have a kid and settle down with someone who could technically be your father.
Just my 2 cents.
Okay, this is great up until that paragraph.
Chrissy has done more living in a short time than your or I could even imagine. Now she wants to have hot sex with the man she loves. That's cool as hell in my book. Let's help her out.
Sexy Cop Needs Some Lines And An Act
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Originally Posted by Mrs. Greenjeans
Okay, this is great up until that paragraph.
Chrissy has done more living in a short time than your or I could even imagine. Now she wants to have hot sex with the man she loves. That's cool as hell in my book. Let's help her out.
Thank you green and as for the paragraph you are refering to, around here I've never met a single teenage mother besides myself yet and I was 19 when I had her. In order for him to be old enough to be my father he would have to have been 13 when I was born, That is UNHEARD OF around here. But this can easily turn into a rant.
I would also like to point out that I am the on who initiated the relationship and didn't take no for an answer.
As for my young age if I don't tell anyone my age they think I am their age not because of how I look but because of who I am.
I grew up in a hard life, had alot of what I needed and wasn't living in poverty, and it's not a hard life with gangs, and crime stricken areas.
We lived on a farm, and ran a petting farm. It was a hard life of getting up to do chores at 4:30 am with the rest of the family befgore I started Kindergarden. By the age of 7 I was instructing the farmhands on what had to be done for every day of the week while my parents were out of town.
By 8 I was raising my sisters and running the house. As well as owned and cared for nearly 50 of my own animals including 4 horses 2 of which I broke on my own.
The next few years were filled with devoirce, upheaval and major melt downs. My dad turned out not to be my dad but i was fine with that and understood it and loved him cause he was still my dad. My mom turned out to not want to be a mother alone so she deserted the job for men, drugs, and parties, while i raised 2 younger sisters and took care of a now teenager who could drink like a fish and had the money to buy all the fun she wanted, till I was sraping her off the floor at 5 am. Not only did I produce two honor roll students out of my sister I cooked, cleaned, sheltered and gaurded them, gained honor roll myself, and fought drunk grown men out of our house, then fixed up my mother just to get up early again and tend the animals. There's alot opf shit that happened the but that is for another day.
Now I get to junior high. At 13 I was still running our family, but my Mom tried to step back up but after years of watching from the side lines knew less about raising kids our age than my younger sisters. So she let me continue and funded our adventures, camping, road trips and special events, which all seems to revolve around drinking an d all ended up with me saving the day and getting everone home safe after being stranded in a strange place with no one but drunks. For a while this happened weekly. At the same time my Dad started a new life with a new wife and new kids. So while he and his wife enjoyed eachothers company they found they had a built in mom in me since I did so good with my other sisters. So now I managed two households and families.
I watched what kids my age were doing but was past that point. I had boyfriends my age but always found everyone to be a teenager, and while I was a teenager I was past where they were. I made more friends and kept more friends with my peers and boyfriends parents, to this day i have one 19 year old friend and all the rest range from 30-89, some of my best friends are retired and senior citizens.
By 15 I had enough of letting other people live their lives because I was taking care of everything. I moved out, left them all, bought my first house worked, went back to school, and met my now husband. We started as friends then I saw something in him, spent a few years togather and built a life. I had every oppertunity to go "live" as people put it but it wasn't my thing I was uncomfortable and never happy because I kept trying to be something I wasn't. I had every oppertunity to do whatever I wanted, so I did what I really wanted. I lusted and loved a few times early in the relationship but always found that it just wasn't me. The sex was awsome but the people behind it weren't and it tarnished the whole experience. In the end relized where my happiness lay. I've doubted the choices I've made and wondered if they were the right ones. Especially our daughter, I'll admit she was an oops, after raising so many kids before I could even have any of my own I never wanted to have children and because my mom didn't protect me like she should have when I was younger I lost a few fights against the demons she brought in and wasn't supposed to ever be able to have kids. I've spent so many years making the best of things to be happy, that I never knew what happiness was. But then you have your own child brought into a loving relationship and your world changes again and you can love so much more.
Now I am happy. I don't long for sleep to make my existence dissappear so I can just take a break. I don't starve for days so that others can eat. The work I do I do for me, not someone else. I do things to better my life not make someone elses look better. But most importantly I have my own version of what I've always wanted most a, loving supporting family. Any point during the day I can ask my self if I am truely happy with my life, and I always am. It may be a simple life, it may be a strang one, but I can leave it whenever I want to strings attached, run away from my new family, love and responsibilities, party it up, meet people my age, hate people my age, have adventures in the great wide somewhere, act the age I never got to experience, but every time I did stray and run I came to the same conclusion, I can do all that and still have my family, because at the end of the day my loved ones aren't a responsibility, they are a joy to interact with, and to grow with. You can do anything you want so long as you are with people you love and who would sacrifice for eachother.
Everywhere I turn shallow people citicize our age difference, deem it unhealthy, twisted, sick, but the truth is we are the same age where it really counts, in experience, sympathy, and wisedom, it's the people who look at the numbers and don't look at the the people the numbers represent that are too young for our relationship, and too immature to be a part of my life. Our society assigns catagorys, titles, and standards to too many things, true happiness in the ability to just be who you are and do what you do and be comfortable with yourself, if you are lucky someone will see you as you see yourself and you've found someone to make a part of your life. We live in a society where everyone wants more, that it is unacceptable to want what you have, and be happy.
Now that I have gone through the story for the millionth time and gone through a whole joint in the process it is time TO LET THE AGE ISSUE GO BECAUSE IT'S NOT AN ISSUE TO THE PEOPLE IT IMPACTS THE MOST.
I'm just going to link people to this everytime this issue comes up again cause there is no way I'm going to write this out every time for people who really don't understand love if they have a problem with this.
