.Soon your finger is glistening with your juice- you slowly stick it in your mouth and suck it clean...OMG- that is HOT!!!You stick your tongue out at...me, and let some of your juice dribble down onto your nipple...my dick is swollen and beings to throb...I see your slit is moist! I hear your breathing quicken... I watch as your fingers find their way down to your wet pussy... I can't help but stroke myself...You let out a long sensuous moan... it is highly arousing watching you pleasure. "I don't live far from here if you want to have a drink at my place" he asked.It was already after 2:30am, but I just said sure without even thinking.I was still feeling the effects of the drinks, and don't remember the drive or what was said, but I do remember arriving at his apartment complex, going to his floor, and him telling me to make myself comfortable in the living room.It was a nicely decorated place, with a leather sofa, I hadn't sat down yet when he came into the living room with a. Even if they were your own kind.”I gave him a look.“It’s true,” he said, “Subhuman ... third class things taking up what should belong to you. Interlopers. Less than you.”“Okay,” I said. “We’re not all like that.”“What if I told you that Abbie had been assaulted ... dying ... because you weren’t there?” he questioned. “And the police refused to do anything?”“Umh ... not fair.”“Life is not fair,” he said. “All men are not equal. Your truths you hold most sacred are lies. Philosophy sucks.”“How. "So Lucas tell us what you have?" Jen suggested."I tracked down his money. I can prove he raided his client's escrow and even their investment accounts during periods of inactivity by the accounts owners. It very complicated, very hard to prove, and very illegal, but I can get him.'"The problem is that the facts you have gathered would have to be verified by someone else before they could be used in court. Since your information was obtained under a cloud." Jen said. It was her way of telling.