I was correct about her black boots which extended up her calves. Her gorgeous legs were covered in black fishnet stocking that must have gone from he... boot-covered feet up to just below her belly button. Covering her magnificent breasts was a lace bra that matched her all-black outfit.My eyes moved up her body to her face. Mistress Mimosa’s face took my breath away. Her plump lips sent shivers down my spine just thinking about kissing them. Her nose had a spectacular gold hoop piercing in the. ”“There is no doubt that I’m pissed off at her for her getting pregnant and not with me.”“I fear that you will hate her enough to hurt her.”“Dad, I’m not that stupid. Adding violence to our situation will only make things worse. I don’t want to be arrested for domestic violence, or worse.”“Does it seem less painful to know that it was me who got Cathy pregnant and not some stranger?”“A little. At least it was kept within the family.”“It’s partly my fault. I should have known better and used. " He shook his head up and down, then he stepped back and shook the piss of his cock so I finally got a good look at it. He had a nice fat cock, uncut, and surrounded by white pubic hair. Then he put it away and he zipped his pants. Then he turned to me and smiled as I zipped my pants up. I said, "When's your meeting over?" Just finished," he said to me, "so uh..." he paused while I fished through my coat pocket for my spare room key. I handed it to him and told him the room number. He put the. ‘It was the strangest damn thing I’ve ever seen. Walcott was still hanging around and wouldn’t even let us interview Adams until his lawyer could get here. He said that after chasing this guy for a dozen years he didn’t want him getting off on some bullshit technicality. Hell, our hands were tied. I sure wasn’t prepared to go head to head with the deputy director so we didn’t push it. Then as soon as the lawyer gets here Adams dummies up and Walcott disappears back to Washington.’ I folded my.