If you win, I’ll give you $200. If I win, I give you a forty-minute massage, including a prostate massage. If you haven’t had one of those, you do...’t know what you’re missing. Either way, you win,” he said, grinning. I didn’t know then what a prostate was, but it sounded like something I didn’t want massaged, and I guessed it probably involved my asshole. “No way!” I said. I wasn’t taking off my clothes. He was a good guy, but way off base this time. I was still a little hot, having him. If I had the time, I would take care of you too.Everyone was waiting for me when I arrived, including The Pixie.A group of FBI agents wanted to chat with me. They asked me to hand over my black-widow guns, but someone picked those up when I was sleeping.“Let me guess. The people you caught in your operation this morning said I was behind it all, and they were only doing my bidding because they feared for their lives or some similar crap,” I asked.The agent in charge said, “Interesting that you. Mujhe bhi sex karne ka man karne laga tha. Main bhi bahu din se chudi nahi thi to main bhi siskariya lene lagi to chacha meri top aur jeans bhi nikal diye.Main unke samne bra aur penty mein ho gayi. Main aur chacha hum dono log bedroom mein gaye aur woh mujhe bed par sula diye aur mere upar aakar mujhe kiss karne lage aur mere honthon ko chusne lage. Mujhe kiss karne ke bad woh meri bra nikal diye aur meri chuchi ko dabane lage aur meri chuchi ko chusne lage.Meri chuchi ko chusne ke bad woh. ” He said. We fell into a prolonged silence. “What was the girl’s name?” I asked “Sanna,” is all he said. After another prolonged silence I ventured on, “And you became lovers?” “Yes.” There was another pause in the conversation that had taken on uncomfortable weight. “That too ended badly,” he finished. We sat across from each other in silence for a long time. I knew he had already told me more than he intended and realized the evening was over. We left the restaurant and he walked me to my.