We had little option but to follow, and as we reached the tavern several more Runners, and the magistrate Birnie, joined us. I admit I hung back from ...he front – I was not an officer of the law and had no powers of arrest, nor did I possess a cudgel, or even my trusty skean dhu, which I lost when in Manchester and had not yet replaced.Richard Smithers, the burly, belligerent, brave but reckless Runner, burst through the front door and dashed up the stairs to the room where the conspirators. When I arrived I parked up and walked up his drive way to the front door. I only knocked once and he had opened the door and invited me in. I stepped into the door and he said it was best if we talked in the bedroom he and his wife shared. I agreeed and followed him up the stairs. He showed me into his room and I sat down on the edge of his bed.I started trying to make small talk, he only really responded with short sharp answers. I didn't feel like he had any interest in taking but I carried. ’ ‘Damn, bitch has a mouth on her, don’t she,’ said the stranger. ‘Excuse me, but who the hell is this?’ She didn’t even have the decency to direct the question to Shane. Men like whoever he was were clearly beneath her. ‘You know, nevermind. I woke up this morning bloating like crazy and with a pimple on my chin that I can barely fucking hide, and now I get to deal with my moron agent and his foul-mouthed pervert friend. Yes, that’s right, my eyes are up here. Buy a copy of Maxim if you want. Running my hands up the back of her head, grabbing a hand full of hair and giving it a slight tug. I could hear her moaning slightly and feel her push her hand into my hand while I ran it upwards. I was starting to get hard at this point and it was getting uncomfortable for me so I hinted at it when I adjusted myself with my other hand. “You hard?” she asked. Shyly I replied “…Yeah”. She turned to me and grabbed my other hand and put it on her right boob. “You like that?” I got solid as a rock..