"Thanks again." Sure," Henry acknowledged, "Anytime."The two Troopers then went to the Birdhouse Bar to find the man known as Pete. Pete offered them ... drink, and ended up having coffee with them. Pete was a partner in the Cessna 170 that the man flew the day before, and said that the guy in the 97 Buick was Jack Young, who had been a Campus Cop at the University of Alaska, Anchorage. He was supposedly to make another payment on the plane the following Friday. Young had told Pete that he was a. Not my favorite thing, but you seem to be LOVING it, so I go with the flow. I look out the window and the guy is still watching while zipping his pants. He gives me a nod. I nod back. He smiles BIG and walks away.“Fuck I WANT you, Brett. Get my pants off and fuck the hell out of me. NOW!”Before you’re done your order I’ve already got your pants half off. I finish, take my clothes off and put on a condom. I can see you want it hard so I thrust it deep into your sopping wet. Don’t misunderstand me, she is just as guilty but what they did was wrong and they all knew I liked her. By the way I also saw Leah Katz today.”“Wow, it seems you do have some of your father’s ruthless streak in you. Remind me not to cross you. But it gives me an idea. No doubt you want to make your father pay as well and I just had a crazy idea that just might work. Let me think about it a while and then we can talk. Why don’t you take a nap as we have at least another hour to go.”As I was. My Master had rung him to make sure that I was ok and thank him for the pictures. My Master said that He would contact me in a couple of days. It felt a bit strange not talking directly to My Master as we have always had daily contact. Master John said that My Master was going to be away with clients for a couple of days and not to worry. We got out of the spa Master John slapped my arse and looked at the bruises from the cane. “I think we may have to do something about those bruises slut,.