Slowly but surely, Morgan broke down. He could tell she was starting to look at him differently. She seemed jealous when other women wanted him and he...paid no attention to her. Finally, he made his move, and told her if she didn’t go out with him he’d beat up her boyfriend, his own friend. She reluctantly agreed to one date, knowing that he could beat the shit out of his buddy.That first date was all he needed. He took her to dinner, and bought her drinks and several shots which she reluctantly. Of course, as soon as they entered the warm building, they both felt the immediate need to use the washroom, and when they discovered that the door to it was locked, Carlos ran to the counter and crudely demanded the key."Hey, Buddy. Gimme the key to the john, will ya? I gotta pee so bad I can taste it. Hurry, man. I ain't peed since last night!"There was nothing terrible about what Carlos said, although he could certainly have been much less brusque and crude when asking for the key, but it. "Ohhhh, that tickles," she said. "And now I want to use your pussy as a cup," I said as I pushed the tip of the bottle inside her lips and lifted it to fill her pussy with champagne. Quickly removing the bottle I clamped my mouth over her pussy and sucked until I drank all the champagne. "An interesting way to drink," she said with a giggle. "How's that feel," I asked. "Funny weird," she replied, "it's cold and bubbly, it's actually quite nice." I repeated it again and then standing. " Oh, that's awful!" I said, "But I thought you wanted me to find a missing person." Yes, I'm getting to that," he said.I could sense a hint of impatience in his voice. Good! I knew how much this guy liked being interrupted. Call me petty, but if I couldn't get to Bastion, the idea of fucking with one of his people really appealed to me. Jamie was right; this could be fun."The fire was intentionally set," he continued. He opened the folder that was sitting next to him and handed me a picture of.