My legs were weak and my head was spinning. My cock was limp but a few last drops of my cum oozed out. I just sat down for a couple of minutes until I...gained some energy to get up. Then I got up and cleaned myself along with the floor.I then moved out and she was reading a novel on the couch as if nothing happened. She looked towards me, involuntarily reacting to the noise of the door. She found me and blushed again. I was embarrassed. Though her awareness triggered the pressure, the very same. " There were tears in Red's eyes. "I'm so sorry babe. I wasn't thinking. I love you too. I would never try to hurt you. I don't know if we ever have a future other than very special friends. Only time will tell because I still think that you're on a rebound and not fully responsible for your emotions. But you know my history. You are the only guy who has ever put his cock inside me since that horrible night. I think I can honestly say that you will remain the only one if for no other reason. . you know, Sir ... bigger, or more important than an analyst?" After that answer, I liked him more and more."Actually Rick, you'll do just fine. We're going to be busy for the rest of the day, so have your chief check with my staff. I want no misunderstanding as to what you are going to be doing, then get over here as fast as your escorts can move you." I rang off before he could sputter an answer.That done, I enjoyed my lunch and caught up on the news. Most of the reporters were talking about. This is fiction only. John did not consider himself to be a cruel man. If he had seen his victims as something equal to others, he might have re-considered that. He was nice and considerate to people at work, he gave way at the appropriate places in his car. Most people would consider John to be a nice guy. A decent person. And John wouldn't have argued with that. However, the boy strapped down in his basement might have suggested otherwise. The boy was quickly learning that John, in the right.