Tony was playing a game that he had neither the experience to play, nor even knew the rules of. It was to be a painful lesson of money, corruption, an... power that would eventually cost him a part of his very moral fiber when events spiraled out of his control.Christopher Harris knew. He had every confidence that Tony and his mother would win any legal confrontation. While Tony had an investigative report on Mori Yakimoto, Chris Harris knew just what that file meant. Mori Yakimoto was as dirty. My dick was starting to get hard again.“No, hah, that would be funny to try bending over and licking my own asshole I suppose, Sir” she laughed that she never tried but she probably would make good tips if she could. She showed me she could lick her own nipples by lifting her tits to her mouth before explaining what she meant by licking herself clean. “Kind of like a cat, I use my finger. I know it’s gross and you didn’t want me to lap up my puke either, some of what we do is pretty out there,”. But a part of me still didn’t want to admit that I also wanted what Rakesh wanted.After the germination of that fantasy, meeting Rakesh at work only watered that seed further. He knows me very well, so it didn’t take him much time to read my mind. One day he invited me for after-work drinks, something we did often. We met at our favourite pub. After some insignificant small-talk, he brought the topic up.I finally admitted to him that the idea was exciting. On hearing that Rakesh had the same. The bell rang and everyone ran out of the class. I went to the cupboard for a jacket, and along the way found that ascend to the toilet. I did not expect that anyone I meet there; this time no one at school was not. I started to walk toward the urinal to do your need. Then I went to the toilet Bartek. Short hair, cheeky face, dressed in jeans and a white T-shirt with the inscription. Class tracksuit, strong and very intelligent. I was a little surprised that there is but did not say anything,.