He’s back on his feet now, but he sure carries a grudge.”“You wouldn’t have filed otherwise?”“No, the only evidence was hearsay.”“What... does that mean?”“Hearsay is a second-hand statement made by a person with no personal knowledge of the facts. You don’t credit a complaint from a person who’s too remote from the events. Especially because she heard it from children. This case needed more investigation. I didn’t really expect it to go anywhere. From what I hear from the detectives, it looks like. You know Gaby's deadly serious."You're going to humiliate yourself on video for me, and if you don't do whatever I say from now on this goes online, and everyone finds out what a weird little perv you are, Now cum!" But I can't reach my cock Gaby" you plead"It wasn't a request, get creative!"You can feel yourself panicing and do the only thing you can think of, dry humping the door frame..."Hahaha, what a fucking freak!" you hear Gaby laugh from behind her phone, this doesn't feel great and. My gaydar went off from the start. He was smart, highly intellectual, and acted tough...had this bad boy image about him. He even asked me if he appeared to come off as a bad ass and I said yeah...he replied with "good." I guess that was his front to cover his desire for ass and cock.We became friends. He walked off the job one night but we kept in contact. He got involved with this girl, full of drama, always complaining to me through text about her and how if she was a dude, they'd be perfect. .. normal. How could she act normal when not 2 hours ago that mouth of hers, which was now wrapped around her fork, was then wrapped around me doing all sorts of wonderful and naughty things? C'Mon Hermione, give me *some* sort of sign...Nothing. Nothing for 2 weeks. I was convinced that it had all been a beautiful, beautiful dream. A very vivid, wonderful hallucination brought on by the stress of losing to Hufflepuff. It had to be.At first I thought she was putting up a front because we were.