Amy wasn’t sure whether the custody sergeant thought the case against her client would stand up or not. He kept his face professionally neutral. But...it was clear he wanted his part in it over as quickly as possible. ‘Nice,’ said Sophie, once they were out on the street. ‘That was quick. Look, I’ve got to get going, still have to do the rest of my shift.’ ‘Oh, okay,’ Amy replied, still unsure why she was letting this woman dominate their conversations. ‘If you need anything more from me, you let. An enterprising young man it might seem, and apparently a bit nostalgic for the very institution he was supposed to be fighting against."Emily picked up the papers that were stacked on her bed and began scanning them for corroborating information to what Charles was saying, and indeed there was his name signed across the bottom of several pages that looked like contracts."Yes, it seems as if my dear old Grandpa-papa... was interested in owning his own slave and had found a loophole of sorts,. What if this guy was one? Who was I opening my door to? I'm a big guy, I can handle whoever is here I told myself. My head was telling me to run, but my dick was telling me to answer the door, naked..and surprise him. In the end I just opened it, in my clothes.He was the guy from the photos, he smiled, we said all the, "Hi, how are you?" bollocks and then I invited him in. I had beer, he had coke as he was driving. I sat on the couch, leaving a seat between us, the appropriate amount for a. Drive on up, I'll turn everything off." I pressed the button to open the gate and then clicked off the master switch for the mines along the road.It took them about three minutes to drive in and I was waiting for them outside."Where's your buddy?" were Bridget's first words as she and Sally got out of their '79 convertible. I had bought it for them after we had been together for about a month. I didn't want to keep driving over to pick them up, so it was more of a convenience for me, plus they.