The way he spun around and looked at me indicated that whoever he was talking to wasn’t happy.The conversation lasted nearly 5 minutes. At the end I...heard him say, “As soon as he gets released, tell Brock to get to the airport and I’ll meet him back in Chicago. I was hoping it wouldn’t come that, thank God no one was seriously injured.”After he hung up he filled us in on what happened.Apparently, Tweedle, Deedle and Dumpling had been frantically trying to contact their Mob bosses. The Nome area. Her hair tousled in the wind. She raised her head to looked at me, brushing her bangs back with her fingers. She flipped up the collar of her ankle length coat and clutched it tight to herself in the cold. Her heeled pumps crunched in the piles of dry leaves. She keep l0ooking down to avoid mud.Stopping in front of me, she shoved her hands deep into the pockets of her coat and stood defiantly before me.I noted she stood in the exact place I had indicated for her.“Mike, you MUST stop this now!. “Ooh! Mmm!” Echo groans gutturally.Her hands alternate between gripping and running through Grace’s hair. She quickly becomes rigid, firmly grabbing hold of the older woman’s head with both hands. She wraps her legs around her head and orgasms. The girl’s juices flood onto Grace’s face and mouth like the breaking of a dam.Grace feels herself engulfed by the rushing flood of juices. She closes her eyes and lets the torrent wash over her. She suddenly realizes that it is she that is at the girl’s. He made to get on, but I caught him by the collar, telling them wed catch the next one. One of the classy/hot lady lawyers raised an eyebrow at whatever expression SN was wearing when I yanked him back like I had him on a leash (girls know whats up, (also hmm, a leash. Not a bad idea)). Anway the next elevator was empty so I got on and he follwed me. I waited for the doors to close and the fun began. POSITION ZERO BITCH I commanded, and glancing back at me startled, he shot me this look like.