Everyone knew he was gay but he was never a pushy or creepy type so, I was happy for us to go out sometimes together for the day on business or hang o...t with him at times on office nights out. He always asked me if I was going out with someone even though he knew I was single. Looking back, although I had no thoughts about him sexually at all, I realise he knew me better than I knew myself. So one day the chat got round to games and we found that we both played knew how to play chess. A. A guy would finally send me a picture of his dick and the little stump would look like it was covered in herpes or the guy would insist on me sending a face pic, which I always refused to do. I didn't want the world to potentially know about my cock-sucking fetish. Anyway, Saturday ended and I was still cock-less.Sunday was much the same and by dark I decided to pour myself a healthy tumbler of twelve-year old scotch and type out one more posting. By this time, I was so edged up, having not. The Judge had always been a big, strong man and he was rarely sick. Mac could see his hand tremble slightly as he took a drink. He suddenly realized that the Judge looked ill."Mac, I'm sitting on a big case that involves the RICO Act and racketeering. There are some big names involved here; very powerful people with mob connections." The Judge suddenly looked uneasy, taking a quick drink.Mac knew that the Judge always had the toughest cases and, in fact, he seemed to revel in them. This one. "I think what Ruth's trying to say is that you could do far worse than to join our family. Are you hot to put yourself in the meat market, or will you let me call Patrick here so we can introduce you?"Leah looked as surprised as she felt. "I know Amanda from school. I talked to her yesterday. She invited me to join her family but I was still focused on getting my dad squared away. I hadn't begun to think of myself yet. No, I really don't relish the idea of letting myself become a slab of meat..