.. Every morning, the CEO of a large bank in Manhattan walks to the corner where a shoeshine is always located.He sits on the couch, examines the Wall...Street Journal, and the shoeshine gives his shoes a shiny, excellent look.One morning the shoeshine asks the Executive Director:- What do you think about the situation in the stock market?The Director asks in turn arrogantly:- Why are you so interested in that - that topic?“I have a million dollars in your bank,” the shoeshine says, “and I’m. "So Stone, what are you into now?" he asked."Soft bondage and a little S&M." I replied."What are you investigating?" he asked."You really need to wait till Jennifer gets here," I suggested."Will you tell me everything when she does?" he asked."Probably not," I replied."Definitely not," Jennifer said from the doorway. "Is my client under arrest?" We are holding her while we run some tests on her pistol." he said."Do you know what a writ of habeas corpus is?" Jennifer asked"Yes I do counselor,". She was still going incredibly slow up and down my throbbing fuck-spike. “Um, okay, well, you’re wetter, I guess that would be a good way to put it,” I told her.“You can do better than that. Tell me why my pussy is better than hers,” she said.I looked up at her for a moment before it hit me. She wanted me to talk dirty to her. “Your pussy is wetter, baby,” I told her.As soon as “your pussy” escaped my lips, she put her face back on my shoulder and nuzzled my neck, softly moaning as she started. I knew too strike now. So I boldly asked, you need help, she said no.My response come too my place do it there than we can talk.The look on her place was priceless. She asked me was I serious I said of course.She said let me think about it, I said its sunday night dont think too long. Meanwhile were exchanging #s and I noticed in her basket there were some black thongs. Being the perv that I am my mind began too race.At that point I asked again! You sure you dont just want too follow me home,.