Mercifully, he was right. It was a slow, steady old guy trickle that didn't last too long, & I found myself enjoying the warm, bitter drink. When it e...ded, he relaxed his grip. I pulled back to catch my breath & looked up to see him smiling behind that great hairy belly. That had been a first for me, & I felt proud. I was a policeman's toilet boy!The knocking on the door startled both of us. "Everything OK in there, Junior?" asked a deputy. "Everything's fine, Kyle, this boy just needs some. About 6 foot 10, 300 pounds of pure muscle. And while he was soft, I could tell he was packing. He was tan with brown hair. Good looking, squared face.The talking we did do was just about general things. The conversations we had seemed like I wasn't being kidnapped. Probably because, I had no intention of getting away, and he knew it. Once we arrived at his apartment, I followed him in and took a seat on his couch. He said he would be right back as he walked into his room.I examined his. I was headed back to my hotel room to get ready to celebrate. I wasn’t sure what I was going to do to celebrate. I might hit the town or try out the fancy pool, but first I needed to go back to my room to get out of my coat and tie. There was a maid’s cart in front of my room. Darn, I would have to wait for the maid to finish before I could do anything. I opened the door to my room. There on the bed was the maid – asleep. She had a textbook “organic chemistry” open next to her. I stepped back. ’ ‘Go ahead! It’s about time you two got serious!’ ‘Oh mama, I was just kidding. In only three weeks we’ll be married. Don’t forget that we made a promise.’ ‘I may drag you off to your room myself!’ exclaimed Gerald. ‘I could eat you for lunch!’ Just as he was getting ready to carry her away, Cybil arrived with a platter of BLT’s and soup. ‘Thank you mama! You have saved me from a ravenous beast who was going to carry me off and eat me!’ ‘I’m going to the bank right after lunch. Maybe he can.