" Should I gag her?" Not yet, we don't have time. It's getting late. Keep going, Mr. Blue. Turn on the radio, Mr. White. Find out what quarter the gam... is in." What are you going to do to me? It better not be what I think it is. Randy will go crazy." Shut the fuck up, Slut." You shouldn't talk to me that way, Denny. I'm going to tell Randy everything you said." Do you have the game on, Mr. White? What quarter are they in? How much farther, Mr. Blue?" We're almost to the landing. Five more. How old were you?”“Eleven.”“Oh, I’m so sorry, Joe, I didn’t mean to make you go through all this? I didn’t know.”I shrugged. “No way you would know, Sam.” I took another drink and emptied the glass.“My mother tried to put me off, but I had made my mind up. I joined the Met after Uni as a graduate direct entry, did my training and started work as a Detective Constable. I’ve worked a few big cases, and I’m in line for promotion soon.”Sam stood up and poured what was left in the bottle into my. Night and day, she would go to the music store during the day and follow me to the music gigs at night. In our free time together it was a constant sexual rollercoaster, almost no fetish was left out.After those amazing six months we had decided to move in together. It was that day, when we were going to make it official at a party that night and then leave on a vacation that would take us to so many wonderful locations. I went to finish my day at the music store and she went off to finish. Sarah was all excited, she was holding some of the papers under my nose and saying that she had found something important. All I knew was that we had to scram. I braced Sarah, tossed some cabbage on the table and we breezed out of there.I took off out of the parking lot leaving tire marks to show where I had dangled from. Sarah was trying to give me the low down on what she had found, but right now the important lay was to get out of sight and lie low. I turned on the radio to see if I could.