Mr. Grizwell did the same. I gulped as Mr. Flare stood in front of me, his dick floating only inches from my face. Mr. Grizwell's standing at attentio... and rubbing my arm. "Remove your uniform." Mr. Grizwell demanded as Mr. Flare placed my hand on his swollen dick. I could feel myself getting wet and I considered the possibility of me fucking these two old men. Mr. Grizwell had just went through a divorce and Mr. Flare still lived with his mother. A wave of pity passed through me and I tugged. She waved the match in her hand slowly. ‘You have no balls, you know that Henry? Men like you make women like me lesbians. You will be free whether you like it or not, and when you do, Henry, you will be forced to deal with both of the families you have made and broken. Do you understand me?’ His eyes affixed to the match, between it and the cold calculating tone of her voice caused him to sweat almost uncontrollably. ‘Yes, Marilyn.’ He said. She administered the coupe’ de grace. ‘Yes, what?’. ’ ‘Not quite what I asked you, Don.’ Paulina said. ‘Do you think Lawson did it, or not?’ ‘That’s why we have juries, Paulina.’ I said, avoiding the trap she was trying to put me in. ‘And I won’t be on the one for Jimmy Lawson.’ I could tell Paulina was getting miffed at me. She said ‘Well I think he did do it, or I wouldn’t want this case to go forward. And I’m going to need you to help whoever Krasney assigns this to in order to get a conviction—-‘ *DING!* It was my Police cellphone. I looked. 5 height. 37 year of age and the other person in the story is Vinda 5.4 height with figure of 34-28-36 working in the same company as me.Coming back to the story. We were told to travel to Pune for some official work as it was a last min plan we would not manage to find flight ticket and decided travel by bus. We took a sleeper coach as Vinda has issues with travelling on bus (as she has bus sickness) was not happy with the decision but then we had no other choice. The bus left on time as I.