After a boot fetish session doesn't go as planned, Lester
tries to escape a bad neighborhood, only to get stopped by a couple of burly undercover
cops who want to know what he’s doing in this part of town.
When they threaten to arrest him, he has no choice but to
reveal the truth – he’s got a fetish for men in boots. What will these two undercover cops do with
this information?
EXCERPT
“You like these?”
A cliché lump in my throat surfaces as well as the bulge that I hope they won’t see. There is no way to act like those boots did not turn me on immediately, and especially as worn by a beefy, handsome cop. I want to jump out of the car, but then I realize that the door handles are missing. Now what?
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