"Al kind a felt sorry for the kid as O'Malley hauled him off to a small room downtown. The kid would probably get the chair for doing something he sho...ld get a medal for.Al remembered now why he hated these kinds of cases.Chapter 7: Sometimes Dreams Come True or You Can't Tell a Book by Its CoverShe walked into his office and immediately handed the secretary a "Jackson". She then leaned over and whispered in her ear. With that the secretary got up, picked up her purse and left the office. Mrs.. .." Or what?" Kelly asked."Or," I whispered seductively, "Sometimes girls just have to make their own fun."A befuddled Kelly tried to think this statement out, but failed.Then I was trying to figure out the best way to get her out of her clothing. My main concern being Kelly's reaction if it turned out I was hitting on her at the wrong time. Finally, the solution occurred to me."Kelly," I said, brightly, "Let's get in the hottub and soak for a while. It really feels great on nights like this.". . "Perhaps you could stay over again?" I thought carefully about what to wear that evening. I decided on a skater style dress. I thought it was not too risque but also quite practical. I packed my silky pyjamas, as Steve had suggested I stay over again. I was quite nervous about seeing him again as I walked down the street to his house. I couldn't help but wonder if his wife, Jill, would be able to tell that I'd wanked her husbands cock off for him. I knocked at the door and Steve answered and. Mandy didn't have to be told it was ok to scream this time, letting out a heart wrenching wail."Would you like to try?" Mike asked Brandi.She just nodded her head, afraid her voice would fail her if she tried to speak."Stand up and come over here." Brandi was there in a flash. "Now, take the whip and just using your wrist flick it against Mandy's fat ass," Mike instructed. Brandi started giving short little flicks. "Move your aiming point, you don't want to concentrate on one spot too much.".