"I think we'll all be more comfortable with all this as we get to know each other even better, like we've been doing for the past twenty minutes. That...way we can help each other out."For example, Trevor, it looks like you could use some help with that massive hard-on. You're not going to waste it by jerking off, are you?"Trevor only then realized that he'd been mindlessly stroking his cock while listening. He took his hand away so quickly it appeared he had scalded it, and his face turned beet. She scurried up to Apis and cradled his head in her hands. "Of course you're a good boy! Look at you, you're so strong and handsome, how could anyone not be so proud of such a good boy? Come on, don't be sad," she wiped his tears with her thumb while she ruffled his hair, "Of course you're a good boy!" He looked up at her as if she were a fireworks display, like some catastrophic scheduling error had put Chinese New Year on the 4th of July and Lauren's face was a night sky blooming with. Olson called us as soon as he received the ransom demand, since he was listed as the child’s guardian while the parents were in China for a year on business. We had prevented a mugging of the Olsons on a trip into Boston, so they had considerable confidence in us, and they had heard of our success in finding the Klingman children. They didn’t feel like the FBI or the local police were taking the case seriously enough, so they called us.Both the FBI and the Worcester police were pissed off when. She could feel herself tingling between her thighs again but refrained from touching her still sore sex even though it ached for her probing fingers. She showered and dressed, putting on some very special lingerie because she felt so excited, opening her underwear drawer she looked at all of the colours, materials and garments, her fingers played with the silky gossamer of the silk, the smooth shiny feel of pvc and the stretchiness of the spandex…all were very exciting to wear but she opted for.