Bell’s attorney contact you. You can trust him. I want you to work with him, and find a way out. Be clever about it. I don’t want to burn you, but...if it’s that or nothing, I will push for you to go public about all this.”“I understand. About the lawyer I mean. I don’t understand why I’m telling you all this.”“That I do know. I can’t really explain it now, but the reason you’re telling me everything and trusting me is because of something I did. But look on the bright side. You’re now working. I went to the police station and lodged a complaint for kidnapping. The Inspector was extremely friendly, and put two of his men to trace this vehicle. They went into overdrive and finally with their contacts at the RTO they got the address and gave it to me. “Thankless for all the help” I told the Inspector. He gave me a friendly warning not to take law into my hands and sent his two hefty constables with me. after a long ride, we eventually found what we wanted. The cyclone was lashing out in. " Oh? How so?" It was somewhat amusing. I was touring their campus last winter, talking to a physics professor in his office. He was very pleasant, attentive, but I could tell it was the end of a long day for him. Our conversation wandered to quantum mechanics. He was surprised I was so versed on all the new breakthroughs. I told him how you and I have practically been living together for the last three years, and his eyes lit up like a Christmas tree. He started madly dialing on his phone. In. Take your time sweetie.” and she began to slowly close the door.“Ah..wa..wait!” (what the hell was I doing?)She slightly opened the door again trying to play that game of self control attempting not to keep staring at my cock (she wasn’t very good at it).“I..um..These trunks are way too small and I’m having a little problem with…um well getting all of myself in them.”She looked up at me finally and I could see a big gulp travel down her throat as she subtly licked her lips.“Well sweetie, let me.