I said yes, and asked how I might help him."I'm Robert Simpson, from the Bugler. I came across a very curious thing recently, and tracked it down to y...u," he said with an intent look.I felt like I had been kicked in my stomach. The Bugler was the paper I had sent the evidence I had collected about my town mayor and state representative's illegal activities. I just didn't see how he could connect that to me though. I had been very careful."I am sure I have no idea what you're talking about, so. Things have been different latelywith us.”“Do you mean with sex?” (AdProvider = window.AdProvider || []).push({"serve": {}});“Well, Hank sometimes seems like he’s in another wordand not paying any attention to me. One night we werewatching an adult video together and Hank was veryexcited but as soon as the video ended, Hank seemedlike he lost interest.” “You don’t think he loves you?”“No, it’s not that at all. I know Hank. The pain subsided quickly as a new tidal wave of pleasure crested and crashed over her. Now that Barney had his knot firmly in place, his frantic thrusts slowed as his knot continued to grow. Julie could feel a pressure building inside her as he swelled to full size. The knot, now the size of a navel orange, had them locked together and it pressed against her most sensitive spots. Its relentless throbbing against her g-spot sent her over the edge again. She quaked and trembled, never. The cunt thatused to be on that corner works for one of my pimps. Now, I do notnormally become involved in the business at this level, but I happenedto be in the neighborhood after talking to one of my associates andbased on some information we were given, felt I should see for myself.I try to do the right thing, and make sure there's no trouble, and I'venicely paid off the cops around there to not bother her or any others.But, here they go, they run her in, lock her up for a while, and tellher.