"Eventually, I may allow Hogat and his wife, Tola a visit to see our house, but I want to get to know him a little better first." Agreed." What else?"...I asked with dread."I met your Sonya." She's not my Sonya." I beg to differ with you. She divorced her husband, you know."I had not known.Malok continued. "She has been holding on to a lot of guilt about what happened, but it wasn't just that. It was obvious that she was still in love with you. She was crying when she read your letter. She then. I mean your underwear.”I looked down at my pants and my excitement was obvious. My dick had created quite the bulge in my pants, still bent down and trying to lift up out of the constraint. I unbuttoned my Levi's and folded the fly open to expose my underwear. Nothing was showing except the fabric. My dick was still curled down below my fly. Cindy looked at my underwear, then back at me. “You look a little uncomfortable. Why don’t you pull it out?”I smiled, “My turn... pull your shorts aside. “Rousing vote of confidence, guys.”Tessa’s father looked at us. “I don’t understand.”Before my folks could say anything, I looked at the Harpers and explained. “Well, two parents have shown up with their teenage daughter in tow.” I pointed at Mom first, and then Dad. “My mother thinks I’ve done something to get myself in trouble. My father thinks I’ve gotten Tessa in trouble. Like I said, a rousing vote of confidence.”The Harpers stared at my parents, and my mother protested their innocence. I. Back to business. I walked over to Rothschild. Well Asshole, you really fucked up this time. I told you what would happen if you harmed her, you didn’t listen. I nodded to Jan, she walked over to the door and escorted four Middle Eastern looking men into the room. When Rothschild saw them, he shit himself. Johnny said WTF! Is that smell? I said I think the Asshole had a mishap in his panties. Rothschild said you cant do this. You have to give me to the police. I said I don’t HAVE to do anything.