It’s dirty money. Blood money. It’s dead cops, and crying children. I remember when it began, and I knew where it would end. Here. Tonight. Right ...ow. About ten years ago I put away one of the most notorious thieves that ever existed. I’m not talking about some pussy prick pick pocket, or cat burglar. This guy could steal your house and you’d never know it until it started raining. He was good. Too good. Not as clumsy as a magician, or as dull handed as a sculptor. When I arrested him, the. He could only guess that the surprise would be sexual in nature.Tim was deep in thought and had just finished hanging the door when Janice walked into the room."Very nice," Janice said, impressed with Tim's work. She never realized that he had that kind of talent. "Wow, it looks just like a normal mirror from here. Sit on the bed and let me see," she said as she walked into the closet and closed the door, turning out the light. She sat in the comfortable armchair, now attached to the floor, and. “Great to see you again, James.”I knew Donovan’s best friend well enough to greet him with a hug, but as James was a gawky six-foot-seven physics prodigy it seemed easier to shake him by the hand.James and Donovan had bonded during their first semester and had soon become best friends. They were living proof of the adage that opposites attract. Donovan had the easy charm of a handsome young man blessed with both academic and sporting talents. James had the social awkwardness of someone who. Her knees started to bend slightly as her fingers started to move inside her. Her eyes began to flutter again as her breathing quickened and she began to get lost in the sensation between her legs. Her head dropped back as she continued to move her finger over the stiff button, her fingers moving inside her, reaching up for her g-spot. Her legs jumped at the sudden sensation inside her and her mouth opened, a breathy moan drifting from her lips.I ran my fingers along the length of my hard cock.