“Here’s my card. Give me a ring later if you want to get a drink.”“You mean you don’t want to buy a copy?” I laugh and tuck the card into ...he pocket of my dress.“I already have one.”---It’s almost eight and I still haven’t called him. The rain is lashing against the windowpane of my top floor hotel room and steaking down the glass. In the distance, Edinburgh Castle looks as though it’s floating above the rest of the city, under-lit by powerful orange spotlights. It’s one of my favourite cities. She sipped her wine, then daintily put the first little celery boat into her mouth, its caviar crew resigned to their fate. Helen began gushing about raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens or some other such nonsense and Doris chewed.It was very good. The celery, not the poetry. Fresh and green inside her mouth. She didn't want to swallow. But she did want more. She put another piece in her mouth. And then another. It was really quite enjoyable. She didn't even notice how loud she was. She could barely fit her hand around it. I moved directly in front of her again and it was clear that I wanted her to guide my cock back into her pussy. She couldn't believe she was giving into her me, the heat from my throbbing steel cock was so intoxicating. Her pussy was sizzling with desire and it was like a gravitational pull was drawing the mushroom tip of my huge thick rod ever closer to her snatch. Her hand was trembling as she tugged my cock and brought the head to the entrance of her. It is amazing what you and your family have been able to do for her.” “We didn’t really do anything. We just showed her some love and understanding. That’s all she really needed.” “I know that’s not all. I know you and your family spent a lot of your own money on medical evaluations and treatment. I also know about a private detective. Is there anything I need to be aware of?” “No, Sheriff. I will be honest with you, though, because Juli said you could be trusted. That poor girl’s father turned.