"Vickie stormed over to us, with her twin Jessica right behind her, "Hey ASSHOLE. The bad guys went that way!" she screamed as she pointed down the ro...d."Shut up! Both of you, on the ground, NOW!" the cop replied."WHAT! I will not, now you release him, he is a retired federal marshal. Unless you want your ass handed to you by his old bosses," Jessica said."Right now he is a suspect ... all of you are," he replied."We got two down inside, Jenkins is dead, and I recognized the other. It's the. It had been good to meet old friends and compare notes, and come away quietly smug that, even if he wasn’t earning as much as Jaz and Ahmed, he was a respected academic who had been interviewed once on Panorama by Jemima Lossit (the new thinking man’s crumpet – as the Mail had dubbed her in non PC terms).He re-read the letter offering him the post at Aberdeen University. A full lectureship; they liked his PhD, they loved his paper on “Ethnicity and Economic Control”, and they thought he came. That’ll be fun too, yeah?” I suggested.“Um ... thank you Master. Mister Philbert? I’m putting my phone on vibrate now ... okay, I’m rubbing the edge up against my gash to get wet. I mean wetter. It feels ... strange, Sir. Can you still hear me okay?”“Yeah, you’re cumming through fine! Make sure when you push it in, you put the mouthpiece in first so I can imagine I’m eating you out. You’d like that, wouldn’t you, slut?” Philbert immediately mansplained, to use Karen’s own word, how to do what. Our efforts gradually become more urgent, our breathing more passionate. Under your robe I discover you’re wearing a matching sheer silk top and panties, a sexy garter, hose, and mid rise heels. You help me out of my clothes,invite me to the bedroom and I slowly remove yours. Soaking in a bath of warm water on thebedside table are several bottles of scented massage oil. I smile, as I too have some surprises and plan to introduce them as the night wears on. You lay me face down and start working.