If she approached any of the people I approached, they would have to refuse her service. Plus I was going to need a lawyer anyway, so I might as well ...o the research.Petty, yes, I know. But she had it coming. I was on a mission now, and I was going to see it through."Sure, I can do that. I'll get my admin on it. Would you like some coffee while we wait?"So we had coffee and it was all very civilized and I could see how he was restraining himself from asking more details that he desperately. "You could be here some time, Jackson and until your arraignment, you're mine: I tell you when to eat, when to sleep, and when to crap! Do you understand!" Yes, Sir!" Good Girl! With that attitude, we'll get along just fine! Now I have to search you! Take your clothes off, one at a time, and hand them to me."Once again she reacted right away: no hesitation; no emotion. The shirt came first: just like being in a doctor's office, six buttons and off. She handed it to him and he checked the double. When my friends were home I spoke to her. Inside she suggested to go to my room and I liked that, after all I had drunk enough for it. Once inside we were lying on my bed after a few minutes of kissing. She kissed wonderfully, a big tongue that penetrated deep into my mouth. I pulled her dress up and her underpants down and her stiff little penis about twelve centimeters leaped out. Without thinking, I started licking and sucking the penis. Again that was great the first few minutes, but after. ‘I saw you on the train, and…I…Uh’ Bradley began to shake slightly. He swallowed and rubbed his fingertips against his palms, his thoughts screaming for him mouth to get a grip. ‘I just wanted to know your name.’ ‘It’s Jennie.’ She smiled, and lifted the rose, smelling it slightly. ‘What’s your name?’ ‘Bradley. Bradley Kenton.’ He scratched his head slightly, and made himself stop, not wanting to show how nervous he was to simply be around her. He caught a soft scent of her hair, and his eyes.