“Have you thought any more about the offer the Sounds made you?” Dayton asked as we rode past the exit.“No,” I said.Liz shifted in her seat.�...What offer?” she wondered.I shook my head but Dayton either missed it or ignored it.“They got in contact with Liam about having Travis come in to talk to the team sometime,” he informed her.Liz tilted her head at me. I knew the gesture was meant to ask a question – without coming right out and asking it (lest I be offended or hurt by the query).“They. It'll ease yer pain and let yer sleep on a bit." Reluctantly opening my eyes a little and again feeling the horrendous fire across the whole of my back, I saw Cook with a small blue bottle and a teaspoon. To my amazement it was Master Leonard himself who gently lifted me slightly to allow her to put a spoonful of the noxious tasting liquid in my mouth. I swallowed and a second spoonful was pushed towards me. Vaguely I remember taking it down and spluttering a little before being gently lowered. He knelt, slid the nightdress up her legs and kissed the triangle of pubic hair. She groaned and crumpled to the floor, both knew they needed to fuck and fuck here and now, urgently, massively, hard telling thrusts of lust stored over all this wasted time, here on this living room floor, in this room the centre of the small family’s lifetime. He landed on her body still clad half in soft rumpled silk, his eager tongue searching for her mouth, his tool stiffer than he could ever remember. A deep manly cop voice says, "Ma'am, please cover yourself." My response, "Are you afraid of a woman's breasts," pretty bold for me. Maybe I did have a tad too much wine. There was some laughter and one of the officers comes over to me and says he'll touch them, but we have to go on the other side of the car.I go around to the other side of my car and step into a dark grassy area. I stop and the cop is right there with me and suddenly one of his big hands squeezes one breast and then the other.