He took a step closer. I'd been looking him in the eye, but as that bulge approached, as that flat, hairy stomach got closer, I couldn't look at anyth...ng else."And how often do you do this?"This? What was this, I wondered. What was he going to let me do? What was he about to do to me?I shook my head."Never," I said. Then I licked my lips. "Just once. In college."When the bulge stopped about two feet from my face, I looked up. I couldn't quite read the expression on his face."Seriously?"I. Put it this way. If someone is doing that, what’s to stop them from doing it to you?”“Who the fuck would want me as a slave? They’re only doing it to other people!”Just then the interview door opened and the Superintendent himself poked his head in. “Errol? May I have a word?”“Superintendent Standish! Yes sir, of course, sir. Can it wait a couple of minutes though? We have something that could be big. You’ll be personally interested for sure,” newly promoted Detective Errol Tyson said,. " OK." I want you to drop by there, and renew old acquaintances with Dave Hooks. I've got you in there, Saturday morning, February 2 ... Groundhog Day." And I'm supposed to just happen to be in the Johns Hopkins University field house, same time as Dave Hooks?" You're going to be there with your own catcher, warming up the old pitching arm in preparation for your trip to Tampa to show off your wares." My own catcher?" None other than Betsy Ellenbergen, girl catcher." Isn't she still in school?". I spat on it and rubbed his dick with me hand making his cock wet and shiny. “You’re a dirty bitch” he said. “You love my dick don’t you”. I told him “yeah”. I put it back in my mouth and sucked hard. He put a hand on my head and held me down as he fucked my mouth. His cock sliding in and out of my gob made my pussy so wet and juicy that I was squirming and humping the front or the chair.His dick popped out of my mouth and I looked at him. He sed “get back on me”. Loved him tellin me what to.