You wave goodbye, then turn to look at the building you have arrived at.It is a tall, brick, multi-story building, and it is where you will be living ...or the next year. Checking your watch, you see that it is already half past seven. Your taxi journey was three hours long.With a sigh, you lift your heavy suitcase off the asphalt of the car-park, and drop it onto the pavement. The front entrance to the building is only a few meters away, so you pull open the door and step into the foyer.Inside. He clenched again, the memory still fresh, along with the slight painand, well, difference. Lawrence had given him the pink panties, sayingthat's all he had in the store at the moment. As Lawrence helped himstep into them, he could see the tiny patch of material in the front wasnever going to keep everything in place, so he had very quickly andefficiently popped Tuck's balls back into his body. Oh god, he clenchedhis legs again, just letting the thought ramble through his brain. Butafter that. 'Yeah. Right,' Harvey glowered. 'But that don't mean Gaspard doesn't get to wear it. How'd it look on him, Nicole? Hold it up.''E-rot-ique,' said Nicole, holding the garment against the man's chest. 'Show me. Bring it here,' commanded Harvey.Nicole let Harvey finger the corset.'Silk?' he asked.'Silk,' she confirmed.'Niiiice,' he said.I wondered: What was this tableau, this charade the three of them were playing all about? Who was Gaspard and why was I uncomfortable about that little exchange? I. I'm not sure she'll ever come back here."Bryant pulled out his cell phone as he walked down the street to the steakhouse and called the station house. A courteous voice answered on the second ring."Emerald Cove Police Department, this is Officer Williams," the voice said. "How may I help you?" Hey, Stan, it's Bryant," Bryant told the officer, smiling at the politeness that the man had shown. "I need you to get someone to run a couple of names through NCIC for me."NCIC is the acronym for the.