I am ashamed to admit it, but I pulled my pants down also, and started doing what she was doing. So what if she caught me? I wasn’t thinking clearly...at that moment.I though she was close to orgasm and could not believe I was going to be so close to her when she did it. She had one leg lifted slightly, tugging on the wadded jeans now at her ankles. She kicked off her sandals, one falling on the soft throw-rug at the foot of her bed and the other clattering on the hard-wood floor. She pulled off. "Well..." Look more closely," she suggested. I examined some of the numbers on her belly:... 420513754... "Where does it start?" That would give it away! Keep looking." I followed the spiral with my eyes until the string of numbers dissapeared behind her back. Guessing where they continued on the opposite side, I traced my gaze upward along them... 190587755... Soon my gaze discovered her breasts. I don't normally spend a whole lot of time staring at my girlfriend's tits-not that I don't love. His yearlong campaign had disrupted the dealings of the Glasgow gangs. He broke up their drugs trade and set clan against clan. The distrust and paranoia that was rife amongst the criminals had helped to make that relatively easy and the vigilante's growing reputation had gained him sensational coverage in the media and definite support from the general public. In short, he became a local hero, a defender of the ordinary man and woman of Glasgow against organised crime. He did it with that. Hang on while I check the staff database. Yes, here we are: John Proudfoot, Lecturer in Chemistry.”“The police have him marked as the man who ordered these extra chemical supplies that went missing. I should be prepared for a police investigation shortly. Please make sure he is unaware of police interest.”“Mr Robertson, may I point out that none of us could do so, were it not for your phone call. Surely that comment was uncalled for?”“Perhaps so. It was by means of introduction to ask how.