Then, when we got to Harry’s I quickly paid and told the taxi to keep the change and hopped out with him.The taxi had gone by the time Harry realise... what was happening so he invited me in “for a coffee”. He actually meant it but I had other things in mind. Just as before,conversation flowed quite pleasantly. I was in my early 30s, single, he was new to the company in his late 30s divorced with k**s. We chatted and drank come more (coffee!) and then I made out I was falling asleep on the sofa.. ' Without my approval Daniel took hold of my right hand and pulled it to his crotch. Daniel was standing with his back to the passing students and in a way that hemmed me in so I could not bolt. Daniel pulled my hand to his crotch and rubbed it up and down the front of his pants. Daniel ordered me to '...squeeze my dick...see how hard it is...you've got to come with me now or I'll go crazy...' My mind flashed back to a few months ago when I saw one of Daniel's out breaks in class. He was in a. " "Exactly," you reply "It's my cottage, so if you want to party here, you have to carry." Steve looks at you and laughs, "Ya, well all the booze and shit is in MY car; so unless you want to invite everyone into a dry cottage, you'll be doing a little bit of carrying yourself." You see the wisdom in Steve's comments and make your way outside to the 'car'. It's actually a shitty 87' Chevy Caprice wagon that tends not to kick into drive, but he's proud of it. You move around to the back, grab a. I don’t know if we’d be able to tell if he was convinced until after he left though.”Kristen had slipped into the room quietly in time to hear that. “No, he doesn’t leave the room until we’re sure.” She then shocked the hell out of me by placing a gun on the table. I couldn’t take my eyes off of it. Where did she get a pistol?“Kristen, I don’t think that’s necessary. Where did you even get it?”“David, you don’t know if it’s necessary yet, but it’s here if we do.”“Stop. I will not murder someone.