"Good luck in Chicago," he said over his shoulder. As he crossed the street and disappeared in pedestrian traffic, I panicked. Before I could move, th... light changed and there was a maze of cars, busses and cabs. When the light changed again, I ran across the street, bumping into people, frantically looking for him. I ran to a parked car and stood on its bumper, gazing over the crowd. I spotted him walking into a bank and ran to catch up. With a sigh of relief, I watched as he joked with the. Brock didn’t even wait for the coach’s questions before he took the lid off the box and started in.“My name is not Brock Miller,” he began. “Well, it is. But it hasn’t always been. Until the first of June my name was Jordan DeVoe. I spent from the end of November two years ago until early April of last year in Emery Facility for Youthful Offenders when bond was denied. From April of last year until May 22nd of this year I was housed at Wallingford Maximum Security Penitentiary.”Brock looked at. .. for Keith."This is so degrading for me, he at least got to keep his dick!"I thought. 'His dick...his magnificent throbbing muscle.'What the heck am I thinking... I felt myself become aroused, "God I'm even starting to think like a woman. We just have to find a way out of this mess."Leaning against the back of the tub I rested letting the cool water slowly envelop my body. My breasts began to float and sway in the water as I lay there with my eyes closed. I could smell a type of fruit scent. Even her hours at the bar could be reduced. A little at least.And the price of security? Sex with Daniel. No real hardship. Lisa had said he was a puppy dog if played right. He was honest and faithful, too. Lisa had lived rent free for almost two years before moving out to live with her boyfriend.Daniel had been right about Ruth; she and her predecessor were alike. In fact, they were friends. Ruth knew all about Daniel, and the arrangement he’d made with Lisa. She knew all along he was the.