I did not respond. She started playing with my hair and kept asking ‘what did i do’. I did not respond. She started pinching my cheeks and play fu...ly asked ‘ok. i want to prove my love to you. how do i do that’. I still did not respond.Then she moved close to my ears and then said ‘tell me anything you want and I will do it’. I did not respond because clearly my jealousy was blinding me and the more intimate she got with me, the more intimate I was imagining her with Nitin. But her presence has. She let out large breaths of air and her chest was heaving as she caught her breath. I had to get off of my knees because my legs were beginning to cramp from the position. I heaved myself up from the floor, stood straight and sort of ‘stretched’ out the cramps. She was laying there, apparently, very content. I felt my shirt, and realized I was soaking wet from her juices. I striped off my wet shirt, undid the belt buckle, and let my pants drop to the floor. My cock was hard as a rock. Although. ..” he says.“I’d rather not say anything more now,” I tell him. “Maybe after the test has been run.”He throws up his hands. “It’s your money, Mrs. Calvalli, and I’m telling you you’re wasting it. But if you insist—” He tells me a number. It’s a good bit more than I’d expected, we occasionally do DNA work at the firm and that’s cheaper, but I suppose comparisons with extinct-animal DNA are a little esoteric. I write him the check and give him my card.“Please call me when you get the results,” I. Detective Reed was, she judged, in his late thirties or early forties. He looked trim and fit, no different than most of the management level employees she saw every day at Valley. He motioned her to sit down and she was asked if she wanted coffee, which she declined."Miss Hernandez, this is in the nature of a preliminary interview. I will take notes, but you needn't be nervous. I want you to tell me in simple terms about what you know in regards to the possible diversion of money at Valley.