They knew what I was, the day I was found giving my ?Super? a blowjob from under his desk sealed my fate. Before that, it was just rumours that I was ... slut, rumours that I would fuck anyone, and office gossip when I was seen out at a bar with him, being pimped to 5 or 6 men on that particular night. The fact is, it was one of my blowjobs, whilst being fucked by another Company executive that landed me the job in the first place. The cost for me, sex on tap for them both. The cost for them, my. I hadexperienced the occasional hangover, but this seemed to be the tail endof an absolute lulu! I couldn't understand it. Apart from anything else,where could I have got the money in order to get so thoroughly plasteredand being only fifteen, where could I have got the drink in any case? Ionly ever drank at home and then only occasionally and with permission.I suppose it must have been about half an hour before I did much more inthe way of thinking. My head was feeling somewhat better and I. He pulled a pillow over his eyes and driftedback to sleep.Across town, the extremely fit fifty-three old RickTodd scanned the newspaper as he drank black coffeefrom a mug that read “World’s Best Granddad” and ate aprepackaged blueberry muffin. He stretched and folderthe periodical as he decided to head into the officeto knock out some of the work that had been piling upin his office. He made no effort to alert hisslumbering partner since it was usual from him tospend countless. Charlie hated cops and he had kept no record of Jerry Jones aka Rico's stay because it was all paid for by cash. The police had given Charlie nothing but grief, so as Rico predicted Charlie didn't offer them any information. They weren't offering him any money the way Ethan Parks men had done, so Charlie simply wasn't interested in answering their questions.When they got back to the police station, both detectives sat down in frustration. "This is useless," Lloyd lamented."We may have to drop.