" He grinned, still looking at her but not finding the device. "Here, if you'll excuse me," he said, and then left his chair completely having no othe... choice but to slip beneath the table in order to locate it. "Ah ... there it is," he informed her, "just beneath your chair!"Diane scooted her chair back slightly so as to allow him access to retrieve it, but as she did so, he glanced up briefly, seeing her legs part as she scooted. Her dress certainly wasn't short, but it had risen up enough on. I didn’t reply. I still lay motionless, hoping something sexual is going to happen. I didn’t know what was going to happen. Ryan grabbed my hand and put it on his cock, it took everything I had not to squeeze it. He formed my hand around his bare cock, and began making me stroke him. I missed the warmth of his skin. After a bit, he stopped and I could hear a drawer open, he was getting a condom and lube. Shit. This is going to be impossible to stay still. Ryan slowly turned me over on my side. ’ I said. ‘He is going nowhere, even if you do leave. Now sit your ass down, or get out.’ So far my voice had been quiet, but the menacing undertone of the last sentence had not escaped Biller’s attention. I looked Biller in the eye. ‘Harmon Biller,’ I said, ‘despite the theatrics of your legal beagle here, who is unable to hide his fear from the moment I entered this room, I have a case against you so solid that I do think I can get the death penalty. In fact… why don’t I tell you what you did. He was processed through booking, and a DNA cheek swab taken per a warrant secured the night before. He was placed in Interrogation-1, where his Chase, Lynch & Berry lawyer joined him. I gave the Duty Desk at Headquarters and the Desks of all the Precincts some instructions of an urgent nature, then went to watch as Nash and Parker went in to interrogate the suspect. It did not start off very well. ‘First, per the ruling of the Ninth Circuit Court,’ said the lawyer, ‘my client is required to.