”“Sounds good. Smart. Unless it’s Wexler doing the scrutinizing.”She gave me a hooded glance, “Are you sure you’re up for this?”“I am,...Sandra. And not just because I don’t have much choice. He is after me. Maybe Hoffstatter is too. I’d rather be proactive than just ... you know.”“I know.”Solomon Grunwald didn’t seem that surprised to see me. More resigned than anything. “Not here, Dollface. Ver pub.”I handed him a card with the Rachael Adams’ 800 number on it. “Allentown. Let me know. It stretched from his cock to her hungry tongue as he playfully pulled it from her eager mouth. She was naked, lying flat on her back on the dining room table, each limb tied to a table leg. Her head was not allowed to rest on the table; instead, around her neck she wore a collar and he held the chain attached to it. At his whim, her head would drop away or rise to meet his cock. She was being fed cock and then denied it; she cried out and begged for it, her cunt, with its striking black pubic. That was ok with me I guess. He told me how lonely he’d been when his wife diedt but mama helped all she could, and now I could help him to. “What kind of help do you need Mr. Johnson?”“I get this terrible swelling and just need someone to help make it go away.”“I’ll do whatever you want to help. Just tell me what you need.”“Let’s get settled then, since I’m getting that swelling now just looking at you.” He led me into his bedroom. Once we got inside, he drew the blinds and started to. In the middle of the night I awoke. At first I didn't know were I was. Until I heard soft moans. I smiled and carefully watched over the edge of the bed again. Wei and Xiao weren't locked in a hug anymore. Both had their heads on opposite ends of the bed, their crotches pushed against each other.Scissor sister style, a bi-sexual friend once told me. I watched as I saw one of them move her body, rubbing her pussy against the other. She pulled away a bit. That helped me to make out who it was..