FrenchIl s’agit d’un peu de fantaisie de la mineSi je me donne à vous pour un complet 24 hrs que feriez-vous ?Utilisez votre imagination, rien es... tabou (garder, à l’esprit, c’est un mâle)S’il vous plaît les gens répondre dans les commentaires (tous les points de vue s’est félicités j’ai hâte de lire les réponses)Je mets au défi maintenant les gens à envoyer le même et voir quelles réponses elles reçoivent en retour pourraient être. Dickie finished his shower and went into the dressing room. He was gone for a good ten minutes or more. I had a bad feeling he was gone to get the Master and they would start shooting me with that stun gun thingy again. Remembrance of the terror and pain I went through last night with that prod, came back with full force and I began to tremble violently. I was still in the same spot, shivering from cold and trembling violently with fear, when Dickie finally made an appearance.But he was alone. Sergeant Rawlings stood in the doorway and Officer Jenkins stood behind him. “Mr. Connors,” Rawlings said. “We need to talk to you down at the station.”“What about?” I asked.The Sergeant glanced at my mom and sister. “It’s an ongoing investigation. We can’t disclose any information.” Which meant he didn’t want them to know.I watched the officers. “You do understand that I’ll end up telling them anyway, right?”Jenkins glared at me. “Let’s go, Mr. Connors.”I met Jenkins’ glare with my own. “Lead. She had, so she told me, been out to a posh family do the weekend before and one of her tits had made a bid for freedom while she was dancing. She explained that her frock had not been suitable for a bra to be worn under it, since it had no back and she is singularly proud of that piece of her anatomy. I felt it was unwise of her to buy a dress that did not accommodate a bra but didn’t say so. Apparently when the said mammary was released it caused something of a stir among her fellow.