Never taking my eyes from his, I gently and slowly lowered myself onto his hard length. He was thick and stretched my pussy, filling me to the point t...at it was almost painful. I moaned, placing my hands on his shoulders to steady myself as I buried the last of his length in my wet heat. I stilled, giving myself time to adjust. He reached out and ran his hand over my breasts. Slightly pinching my nipples, one at a time. I arched my back, bringing myself closer to him. I started to move, riding. “What did you just call me?”“Uhhm ... I don’t remember. Sorry, my mistake,” Jesse tried.“Don’t lie, Boy. You called me Kit. I haven’t had that nickname since I was twenty. Now, I want to know who you are and how you knew my nickname,” he stated emphatically.“Look, this doesn’t sound like the kind of discussion you want to have here. Jesse, why don’t you take the rest of the day off and meet with Mr. Carson. Maybe you can straighten this out between the two of you.”Jesse sighed, “Yeah ... okay.. The band left in a limousine at the end. Rex agreed to ride with them. Wheels went along as back up.The two girls, Marty and I packed up the trunk of the Buick. It was the same one which I had driven to the theater. I shoved the golf bag, with the Remington sniper rifle, into the trunk. Along with all of our handguns locked in a stainless steel piece of luggage. The four of us were armed with tasers, when we got into the car for the trip to the apartment.“Sarge, we got trouble. Somebody. I driftedalong on a cloud and then lost consciousness for what I guessed was abrief period. When I awoke, I got the first of a series of unwelcomesurprises. The door to my booth was opened and I was looking out at anaked... me?The mirror-image of myself raised both arms and said, "What do youthink?" but the voice was Tulla's. She said, "Wait, let me see if all mypracticing paid off. How about now? Sound better?"It was a convincing enough imitation of my voice. But was that reallyher? I.