I walked to the foot of the bed and stood there with my legs somewhat apart and my arms folded as I tried to assume a pose suggesting a confidence and...mastery I was far from feeling. I looked at my acquisition. She was lying on her back with her legs somewhat apart, huge flows of spunk had oozed from her cunt and a pool of it, still wet and sticky, had gathered on the cover. Her vast brown breasts, although impressively firm and round, had settled a little to either side of her and through the. For the next year, despite your legal name, I willonly refer to you as Bobby. Do you have a problem with that?"A totally defeated and shell-shocked Bob stood and said, "No dear. I willsee you next Sunday at noon."Bob turned to leave Sue called out, "Stop, get back here. Give me a kiss;I'm still your wife. Remember I'm doing this for your own good."Bob took her in his arms and tried to kiss her on the lips. Sue turnedher head and only allowed him to kiss her cheek.As Bob walked to the front. Andthen, almost as if she had a case of hiccups that she was trying tosuppress, she began to smile and giggle, pointing at what had become ofJesse and Mel.CHAPTER TWO: PRIVATE EYESWEDNESDAY, JULY 18TH"Good morning, Miss Somerset," Jack said, rising from his desk andextending his hand."Good morning, Detective Appelton," Gwendolyn Somerset replied dryly.She was the most professional client Jack ever had. Straight, nononsense type. No time for chit chat or even ordinary politeness if itseemed. “That’s why I’m here, to apologise for what we did to you,” she stated, head slightly bowed.“Sit down, Kirim. I also need to apologise to you and I don’t like doing it looming over someone.”She sat, though opposite from me on the nearest couch to where the lift was hidden.“I need to apologise to you for sexually abusing you without your direct consent. I would never have done it unless, as in this case, there was an urgent need to do so. My gift ... such as it is, only works through direct.