.. But ..." she seemed at a loss for words. "Everyone knows you just don't exist in this world with being registered, except for those on the 'fringe'...and they are not pretty young women that look like they stepped out of a fashion VID some place." It's a long story..." I'd love to hear it." She started to sit down next to me as if I would just start weaving a tale to enthrall when Gary interceded."Mom? You want her to tell you her life story now? After she's had a fainting spell?"Karen blushed. "So he is lying?" The Sergeant asked and the Inspector snorted as he waited for the vending machine to dispense his drink."I don't know. He seemed very certain about the money and the amount." But we searched the whole house and found nothing."The Inspector took a deep breath and picked up the red-hot drink swearing at the thin plastic. "I'm aware of that. He had the statue, he got that from the vault." Which is the only thing reported stolen. Maybe he didn't have anything else and just wanted. I fell asleep on the couch I woke up a couple hours later Ben was gone, he went to my room to sleep on the bed. I got up from the couch to go back to sleep in my bed with Ben. My room at night is lighted with a small night light so when I entered my room I could see Ben and man could I see Ben.To my Shock, embarrassment and wonder I could see Ben asleep but his dick was erect and sticking out of the opening of his boxers. I sat on the bed and stared at it, after a few minutes in shrank and. He had extremely red lips.The bartender brought our drinks and Valentine held his glass up for a bare second, tilting his head in a silent gesture of appreciation before sipping it slowly. I just watched him, appreciating the effortless grace of the simplest act you can imagine. Valentine, perhaps like all beautiful men, made the rest of us mere spectators. He possessed a dramatis personae that I would never fully understand, nor would I want to, in all honesty. I rather enjoyed the male.