To my surprise as the window of chance to see a reply draws near, an IM flashes on my screen… ‘I’d love to meet you’ We discuss and agree on ... plan and a strategy so that it will be convenient for us both to meet. The drive is full of the thoughts of what could be, yet knowing that what we both have talked about and wanted may not be possible today but to see each other still can not be passed up. We meet at the coffee shop, both of us smiling happy to see each other. A hug and touch of hands. You don’t have much time.”“Thanks,” I said, checking to make sure my gun was loaded. It was a nervous habit. Of course, it was loaded. “I think I may need to meet your cousin later today.”“Yeah, I was afraid you’d say that,” Martinez replied. “You need to keep your shit in check, bro. The Captain has been up my ass already about you. You know Jimmy is a good kid, but he’s gonna have to write up the calls from Marcel to Jude. It’s gonna come out that the wife of the lead investigator is fucking. I make a ‘c’ with my thumb and forefinger and open your pussy lips to expose your now firm clitoris. I keep the tap-tap-tap going but this time right onto the tip of your clit. The direct contact is too much and you try and reposition yourself to avoid it. I’m not accepting that and slap the crop hard against the soft flesh of your inner thigh – my game, my rules. I return my attention to your clitoris, each stroke dead-centre. You can’t decide whether it is pain or pleasure, the nerve-endings. He was almost done."How did you like your boy seed?" Mrs Gilligham smirked.What? Geoffrey got into a flash what was going on. The worst was that ithad been really nice to have this baby bottle... "Andrea, would you please show Jessica the outfit I want her to wear forthe training session?" Sure, Mommy Gilligham. Like that, I will get some help..."It was not long before her words got clearer, once Geoffrey had beenfitted in his maid outfit. Now he was to do domestic chores, and they hada costume.