"Could you tell me what this is all about then?" I politely asked. "This is quite unusual in this neighborhood. Why do you want to search my house?" S...r, there has been a murder and I am investigating it. These officers are assisting me. Is there any reason you would deny my request?" asked Detective Cook."Well, yeah! Because I can. Because I don't want a bunch of strangers wandering around my house. Because the floors are clean and I want to keep them that way or my wife will give me hell when. But whatever the reason, I had no intention of stopping once I started. And I guess Grandpa Dave felt the same way, for he took his eyeball away finally from the keyhole and gently pushed me onto my back. His cock never left my mouth as he hovered over me; his hands rested on the floor above my head, his balls rested against my chin. I sucked up at him as he plunged into my mouth. The only sounds were the slurp of my saliva on his cock and the puffing as he fucked my face; I could only hope. She is not conscious of them but they will have affected her personality subtly. She will not know why but she will be compelled to dress provocatively and she will know that this in order to satisfy men." So essentially she will be compliant?" Oh yes, though part of her conscious mind will wonder why continually. I think it adds to the thrill of control and manipulation of an originally normal young man, don't you?" Oh yes!" agreed Marcus rubbing his hands together excitedly.At that moment the. " Turning away from me, she waved to the older woman who worked in the same section. "Marianne, can you come here, please? I need your help in fitting a bra."I was mortified. I looked around to see if anyone was nearby, and there was a mother with a small child. She looked away as I looked over, and I got the impression that she had been watching.Marianne came over, and gave her partner a puzzled look. "Where did she go?" she said."Oh, the fitting is for this gentleman here." My Lord," Marianne.