. find out who they are and get the bastards!"The detective agency was damn expensive, but he had the money, and more important, the determination. In...addition, he still had contacts in the local police and the FBI, contacts nurtured from his service in military intelligence and from old family connections.A psychologist recommended by a friend tried to help him deal with his rage and depression."Male on male rape is more common than most people would believe. And, as you're unfortunately. It's Melissa's. I was with her when she bought it. Where are the matching panties, Michael? Or wasn't she wearing any? She told me it was for someone special. Little did I know..."Her voice trailed off and she began to sob. Michael tried to give her a reassuring hug, tried to tell her he was sorry. His charms had worked dozens of times in the past. He was sure he could wiggle out of yet another predicament. But this time, Meredith would have none of it."Get your hands off of me!"Startled at the. Walking out of the bathroom with you, sweat on your brow and back, my chest and face flushed pink, we look needy and like we just fucked.You point out a guy who is paying me particular notice with a blush on your face and I head up to the bar with your cash for fresh drinks, looking back at you and then over at the guy and giving him a big smile. I lean over the bar to order and push my ass out, smoothing my hands over my skirt, first my hips and then slowly over my ass, looking back at him and. I can't upset her now. I'm so close. I want this to happen. I need this to happen."That's better". Did I hear approval in her voice?I can feel her presence. She is moving closer to the bed. Suddenly I feel her hand on the inside of my left ankle. Her hand slowly slides up the inside of my leg, gliding along my inner thigh. The sensation does not go unnoticed by my cock. It pulsates under my stomach.I let out a low moan when I feel her balls. She slides her hand up my ass, running her middle.