Oh, it's not what you think. No garter belts or lingerie, none of that. He puts me in the most tasteful clothes, something different each time. Very c...ic. Very expensive. Afterwards he takes them from me and destroys them." He thinks that little of you?"She smiled, resting her head on his chest against a bounding heart."No - he thinks that much of me. Each time, I'm what he wants me to be. Each time is special. And after, it's gone forever. Me, the place, the time, the dress - it's his. So i said lets go back to the restroom. he said ok. i told him to walk behind me and come in after i did. we get into the restroom and stood at the urinal. i pulled out my dick and stood back so he could see it. i started jacking it and he was just watching. i could see he had a bit of a tent so i asked if i could touch it. he said sure and took it out. it was not bad sized for a 12 year old. he got nervous and started shaking. i asked if he was ok and he said sure. i asked if he wanted to try. Waited."Fine. Looking for my daughter if you must know."I grimaced. "Not tucked up in bed, huh?"She fixed me a steely glare. "Evidently not." How old?"A sigh escaped her lips. "Old enough to drive. But not like you I hope." I know what I'm doing behind a wheel."It was her turn to keep quiet, but her gaze wasn't stationary. Kept flicking over me. Maybe sizing me up, to see if she could overpower me. Or looking for a chink in my resolve to exploit it. Perhaps she was checking me out, I couldn't. I thought that you should know in case you didn’t.”“We knew they were crooked, but this will help. Have you told the police?”“Nope. I’m still your client, right?”“Yes. Why?”“I did something that might start some trouble.”“What did you do?” He asked tentatively.“I got into the room of the guy that killed the cop and tried to kill Renee. I told him to tell whoever he worked for that I was coming for them. I told him that if any of my family were hurt that I would see to it that they and their.