They return to England where Dave is visited by a police officer as he sat in the dingy little bedsit he'd rented for them both, but this was no ordin...ry police officer, he was in the Royal Ulster Constabulary which had no jurisdiction in England.His immediate boss, a chief superintendent in Belfast had actually been drinking in the Sergeant's mess when Dave had belted his uncle and had been thoroughly impressed by the way he fought as four military policemen had tried to arrest him."We want. ”“I wish the girls were like that.” I say and he laughs. “It's kind of creepy though.” He says and shrugs.“Oh yeah... I told Kristy that you would send Peter for her tomorrow.” I whisper.He nods. “So we can't see each other tomorrow?”I shake my head. “No, the day after that though...” He sighs. I felt the same way he did, I didn't want to go the whole day without seeing him. I wanted to find some kind of loop hole, but I promised Kristy. “Well what do you want to do tonight?” I ask and straddle. “I’d guess you weigh no more than about 6 or 7 stone?” he asked exquisitely. Lisa looked at him in mild surprise and muttered “Erhmm Yes I’m actually dead on 7 stone!”They both smiled awkwardly for a while and continued drinking the tea.After half an hour or so Lisa started to feel quite queasy! Her head began to spin and she felt hot flushes spreading through her, it was almost as if she was drunk! She stood up and tried to speak but felt herself coming over in a dead faint as her vision. I watched as e flipped it open and I knew he was looking at my driver's license."Nice trick guys, you really had me going for a minute," said Eric closing my wallet and tossing it to me."Eric, just take a look at this. It's all the proof you need," said Brad tossing Eric his phone. Without seeing the screen I knew what was on it. Brad had taken two pictures of me. The first showed my hand with wedding ring covering my face and the second was me drenched in Brad's cum.I watched both Eric and.