It was a large old farm house with four bed rooms, a large living room, and a completely finished off basement. After a meal that he had cooked, they ...were sitting on the couch talking. They had been talking about a subject of local interest, when Harold said, matter-of-factly, ‘Do you think that your kids, Molly and John, will enjoy living here?’ Sandra froze. Her eyes were locked on Harold’s. He was not kidding. He was dead serious. Slowly, evenly, with her eyes locked on his, she said, ‘The. "You betchum, young feller. Mrs. Patterson's a real jewel. And tell her to save some for me, too!" he said, as he touched the brim of his hat and closed the door behind us.Thank God Shooter hadn't let me carry my NYPD-issue Glock; I would have double tapped him. At least we didn't have to tip the guy.So we were in. We hurried over to the elevator, but instead of going to the seventh floor and Mrs. Paterson, we headed to Anya Petrova's condo on the ninth.The lobby of the building hadn't been. I glanced up at her just as she tucked her long blue bangs back. Her dark hair was really straight and the practiced tuck seemed like the kind of thing she did all the time. It made my stomach warm for some reason and brought a smirk to my lips.When we arrived at the office, I walked right up to the secretary. “I assaulted a student who was threatening Sam. The nurse should probably go see if I ruptured something important. He’s writhing on the floor by the women’s restroom near the dorms.”The. I told them it would only be fair for them to show me something in return. "Show me your titties and I'll show you my dick."Almost at once they lifted thier nighties for me to see. My cock began to get hard at the sight of so many sweet young tits, some small and some plump and jiggly. My cock was now stiff and stood up in my shorts. I reached into my pants and pulled the tip of my cock above the waiste band teasing them before slowly pulling my shorts down to my knees. I rubbed my balls and.