Where a police car is parked!!!Of course, the police car just goes after the black sedan in which Adrienne and her Master are. "I'm sorry Master!" Adr...enne starts to say, but she is cut by him who is pulling the car along the side of the road, to stop for the police."Shhhh! Quiet!" he said, "close your legs and don't make a sound with them!" he says to her.But just before she does, with a flick of his wrist, he puts the controller at the maximum. Adrienne closes her legs, just before she feels. Now kiss it. Good. Excuse me a minute while I put it away.There. I'll explain everything now. When you can speak you may call me Dr. Smith. There's no reason to burden you with my real name. I think I'll call you "Lulu."I'm not a mad scientist, Lulu, but I really am a doctor. A surgeon, actually. I use state-of-the-art biotechnology in my work, and I've started to use it in my hobby. Which brings us back to you. For instance, did you know that they've isolated the chemical that makes one. "Well, it started with you." ~Saturday Morning~ Saturday mornings was always the same.As we staggered out of bed, one of us spilledcoffee grounds on the floor before they made it to the cup.We forced a cup of joe downour throats and don sneakers for a quick run.Brunch and shopping filled up the rest ofthe day.If money was tight, we hung around the apartment, put on some tunes, andwallowed in our own makeshift spa. Today was spa day.Hair and nails were on the agenda. "What are your favorite. I had a sudden urge to grab at them. Then she wiped the blood clean with the pad. While doing so, she purposely looked at my eyes and winked. “Hey buddy, are you married?” She asked.“I am married alright. And for Heaven’s sake, stop calling me buddy. My name is Jairaj”“O.k.… Relax. So, Mr. Jairaj, since you are married, you might be knowing what happens to a lady when she menstruates…I need not have to tell you…” she said while throwing the soiled pad out of the car-window. “Yeah, you need not.