" I'll see what I can do."Dorothy thanked her, and took her leave.Days past, and then she was called back, and submitted to a deep hypnotictrance to l...arn what could be learned.Once her session was over, Dorothy went back to her motel room to waitfor some results.It was the next morning that she was summoned back to the office for aconversation with the woman once more.The woman had a tired smile on her face, which Dorothy took as a hopefulsign, and she said, "So ... good news?" Mixed news. The. I was more than ok with this, because I was really hoping for a guy who would really take control in the bedroom, one who would lay back while I lovingly worship his cock, and then bend me over and really make me take it.So about a day or two later (a friday) Tim and I were both free, we exchanged numbers and began to text and make plans for our hook up.Me: "Hey whats up"Tim: "Nothing much just sitting on the couch"Me: "Cool, want company?" I texted trying to let him know I really wanted to. And then he was gone. It was all over in a just few seconds. There's nothing left but a little bone and ash. I have no idea how in the hell I am going to write this up."I had a lot of questions, but I asked the most obvious one first, "Every twenty years since when?"The officer smiled. It was more of a grimace than a smile. He shook his head in that way that someone does when they know you aren't going to believe what they are telling you and began to explain, "Back during prohibition -. I couldn't believe it -- my body was beginning to react to his attack; I could feel heat beginning to rise in my belly and every time his teeth grazed a nipple, little jolts of something confusing, a mixture of pleasure and pain, shot through my entire body. I had to stop this somehow.I twisted my hips, trying to get away from that hand that was probing at my pussy, stimulating it in spite of me, bringing more and more heat and more and more wetness between my thighs as my body began to ready.