"I'm sorry if I've hurt you, or confused you," Beth said."No! No, there's nothing to apologize about. That's all seems like prettylogical reactions to... the situation."Silence."You know, I've been in love with you for some time now," I said.Tears started to flow out of Beth's eyes. "I know. I'm sorry. I hope youdon't feel like I've been leading you on." No," I sighed. "I never felt that." I was always dreading the day you admitted your feelings to me, and Ihad to come up with some lame excuse. She sat her purse down and pulled something from it. I know she is a nurse and figured it was something to make my pain go away. I was almost correct she pulled a syringe out and in a flashed she stabbed it into the head of my dick. I jumped and she pushed the liquid into the head. She pulled it out and again she stabbed it in a different spot. She did that six times. In a few minutes my entire penis was numb. She refilled the syringe and started shooting this batch into my testicals. When she. "Bastard," she yelled, and hit me with a pillow.I had forgotten what happened yesterday, and as it flooded back to me,it must have shown on my face, because both Areeya and Alex stopped andsaid, "What's the matter?" Let's get cleaned up and I need some coffee," I said, "I need to talkto both of you, we have a problem."Despite both of them badgering me, I refused to say anything before wehad had showered and sat at the table with some coffee and breakfast. Itook them through what had happened. It was a huge mansion. Mumtaz wasn’t surprised as she knew Alex was a con man. She parked her car and walked through the open main door. There were hardly 10 to 15 people inside, including bearers who carried champagne in glasses.Mumtaz could observe the eyes of all the men and women inside lock on to her. Alex rushed to aid, carrying a glass of champagne.“Welcome, my cool lawyer,” he giggled, “Wow, never thought you could dress to kill.”“Well, thank you!” Mumtaz whispered, retaliating to.