Now I have to go to the mall. You have drained me totally and I can hardly move.” I realized it was about 8 pm. I told her we must go as Jas must be...waiting for me at home and Jot for her at the mall.I then quickly dressed, bid her goodbye and left. While leaving there a driver was outside giving me a weird look which indeed got me worried. I messaged Sim about my concern with the driver’s presence and his looks. I then reached home ended my day with the usual routine with family.At night my. However, it has been the cops who forced me to do it this evening."Her eyes became bigger, when she looked surprised at me. But before she could ask me another question, her mobile phone went off. Well, I presume that it went off, because she took it in her hand and looked sadly at it."I'm sorry," she said in my ear, "but I need to go, my dad is in the parking lot to pick me up."I think I must have given her a suspicious look, because she giggled and said, "Don't worry, I'm eighteen and still. ” I stated.“Maybe we can talk someone into a threesome,” she looked at me with an evil grin on her face.“I think I would really like that. I have been trying have a three way for years.” I replied.She reached into her pocket book and pulled out her cell phone. “Who you gonna call?” “Nobody,” she said. “At least not yet. I want to show you something. I want a picture first.” She had been stroking my dick while we spoke. I was rubbing her feet. She positioned her feet in my lap and. She began to study his facial expressions, the way he walked, and, most importantly, how he spoke. Claire looked at his long, black hair flowing in the wind, she looked at his deep granite eyes, watching how they were so alert and yet so relaxed at the same time. She continued to study him until they arrived at her apartment. She fumbled with her keys and opened the door. Chris looked around the room. It was an artist’s apartment. The walls were covered with abstract paintings and weird.