We got things to discuss. Your bosses run things based on returns. There’s not going to be any profit here. It would be very expensive to try and ch...nge the neighborhood.”The man smiled. “May I?” he said, reaching into his briefcase and pulling out a folder. “Ah, here it is. Sgt. Dan Pettigrew. You live on Eighteenth Street, you have a lovely wife, she even looks like a librarian. A sexy librarian, if I may say so. You have a sixteen year old son, a whiz on the basketball court. College scouts. A smile comes across your face as you think back to your interview.Once you are finished bathing and have got dressed you order a taxi. Just before you leave you have an idea. You grab a light scarf and some stockings and put them in your overnight bag. Again this taxi driver gives you admiring glances and tries to chat you up during the journey. When you get to the Hotel you get the room keys from reception and drop off your overnight bag. You then head to the bar. As you enter the bar. Like most women who have repressed their sexual drive for years, once they got laid they wanted to get laid all the time. Soon Dr. Wei and I were seeing each other two to three times a week. She was very sexually curious so I introduced her to the joys of oral sex as well as a variety of sexual positions, especially ones suited for a small petite women like her. Her favorite was cowgirl or reverse cowgirl, she loved to straddled me and ride my cock. But this should be expected; Dr. Wei. The weekend had passed as they usually did with any excuse to get the hell out of the house. It was on Monday morning that life once again became interesting for George. He arrived at the office building at the usual time, zoned out with the routine of making his way from the car to the elevator. Looking but not seeing, the myriad of people on their way in and out of the always busy Federal building. This morning was a little different however, a tall, good looking blonde guy had fallen in step.