Ronny was the first to speak."What the hell did you think you were playing at, John, letting yourself get set up like that? You know, I'm sure; we've ...ot a pretty good claim against the police for conning you into a stupid arraignment like that. Should be worth half a mil at least, more if you play the injured soldier bit long enough." Ronny's solicitor's mind had been at work."No, Ronny, no one is getting sued over this! It was partly my idea to try to draw whoever it was out anyway. Just bad. He stepped back to admire his artistic creation, wandering around to make sure that the view was good from all angles. He adjusted her arms slightly to improve the lines, and pulled on her labia to make them sit as he wanted. After a moment he stepped forward and used his hand to briskly smack Julie?s sex a number of times. It achieved the result he wanted as the lips of Julie?s sex swelled with blood and opened slightly further. He walked around her a number of times, pinched her nipples. " But ya didn't. Eat up, DiNozzo. The pizza is getting cold and the beer is getting warm."Tony put the pizza and beer down, stepping closer, placing his hands on the older man's shoulders before releasing him, stepping back. "I could have lost you today. Don't you understand? Boss ... I—" Can it with the boss thing, Tony. You call me Jethro when we're home, remember?"Tony nodded, swallowing hard. "I could have lost you, Jethro. And I never said the words."Jethro quirked an eyebrow. "I know how. I will take every kind of pleasure from every part of your body tonight,” his hand snaked around my bare tummy and went up till his hand clasped my blouse clad boob.He added, “Would you mind it, Sweta?.” He squeezed my boob hard as he asked me the question. I was already feeling so much pleasure that there was really only one answer I could give him. “No, Uncle, I don’t mind at all,” I gasped the words out, “Take it. Do it. Fuck me. Whatever, you want.”I could only croak out the words as I felt.