Caroline leaps between the man and the boob drunk
young ladies. At the pause in punching they continue to
drool and wobble on shaky, albeit quite shapely, legs.
"What is happening here?" Caroline screams at the
smiling Joe. "You know what...?I don't care what the
hell happened up until now. All I do know is that these
two young women have taken enough tit shots! What
are you trying to do, you son of a bitch? Bash thier IQ's
down into the teens?!"

The girls groaned stupidly and leaned drunkenly
against one another, heads slumped on chests and
damp hair spread on sweat shined tits.

Joe thought the lady cop seemed angry. "Maybe she is
having trouble at home, and that's why she's acting this
way." he thought to himself.

"Well I ain't stopping now baby." He said. "Step away
from those two little jug jockeys. I beat 'em, now they'r
miine to enjoy. Them's the breaks."

"Well you know what, fuck you." she said. "Right now
I'm not a cop." And with that she tore off her cop badge,
cop shirt, cop pants and boots, and cop issue 40DD
push up bra, leaving her in only white thong panties,
behind blue eyes and under a golden sky of long
luscious blone hair.

"I'm just another pissed off woman who wants very
badly to beat you stupid for all this goddam nonsense.
Somethimes I'm just so sick of it." She screamed. "I'm
not standing up here righ tnow for the law that allows
this. I'm standing here with this great pair of tits against
you, challenging you."

What do you do now?

	Joe is impressed with thier size and shape, gets on with the resaddling
	Caroliine trips on her bra and falls on Joe

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