But he assured me that once I got there it would beobvious.He said, "I trust you to figure it out, Peter. Make me proud."That was quite a contrast to...his familiar outbursts of bad temper. So Itook the spy-type camera he supplied and secreted it in my jockeyshorts, figuring I could just excuse myself to go to the restroom when Ineeded to retrieve it. This was going to be easy, I told myself as Itook a bus to the part of the city where Club Biz-R was located. It wason a shadowy side street,. To allow a strange man to drag her outside in broad daylight must require an enormous amount of nerve.I took the cushion from one of the lawn chairs she keeps out on the balcony. I turned the other chair so that there would be room for her between my legs when I sat down. I put the towel down over the cushion and sat down. I dropped the seat cushion from the other chair onto the floor at my feet. Then I guided her to her knees.When she was in position I said in a stern but quiet voice in case. He was driving a red four door mid-sized car, not sure but it might have been a Honda or a Mazda. I think there might have been a bullet hole in it from Jawarski.”“Ok. I’m just gonna sit you down in the backseat of my car while we get this sorted out. It might take a little while,” he said as an ambulance came around the corner.“When I can, I’d like to call my mom and let her know I’m alright.”“We’ll let you do that soon,” he said, opening the back door of his car.I slid into the seat and he. "Once again, my mind was locked up, but I smiled too after a moment, and walked towards her mother and dropped the sheet and kissed her shoulder, and then tickled it with my tongue, then worked my way up to her mouth again, and she moaned that soft little moan again. I leaned into her again, and she slipped back against the door, and it clicked shut this time. I moved to lick her jaw, and kissed her ear, and she so softly whispered, "I shouldn't do this!" And I licked her ear, and breathily.