“Damn, Steve. I don’t know what to say,” she said, a tear running down her cheek.I pulled her into a tight hug, stroked her hair, and kissed her... forehead. We went back to the car and drove to the apartment. I put the groceries away and then got three Cokes from the fridge. We sat down — the girls on the couch and me in the comfortable chair.“I want to be sure we’re all comfortable with this,” I said.“Jeez, Big Brother, you are the most cautious, over-protective guy I’ve ever met. How the hell. He looks into her eyes and then grinning, kneels and raising her buttocks off the couch, forces her hands to her lips and begins driving in and out, rubbing his head against her G spot while she massages her lips. Katie writhes and shakes as he brings her higher, and then she explodes with frenzied cries as something breaks free. She feels a warm feeling in her belly spreading to her legs, her mind goes blank, and she drifts onto a vast empty plain. She clutches the couch to stop herself. It's my favorite so far."By that time, it was nine at night and I was hungry. “I’m starving. Would you like to get a pizza delivered?”“Mmm yes! I like pepperoni and mushrooms.”“Yuck on the mushrooms. I’ll just pick them off.”"Okay. I'll make the call," and she hopped out of bed and ran into the kitchen to call Dominos.When she returned, she said, “They said it will be about thirty minutes. That’s time enough for me to suck you off again. Why don't you stand up? I want to do it that way. I want. If you are serious about what you are doing, you aregoing to have to take risks about how people will treat you."I could see the sense in what Megan was saying. We chatted on for a whileand made arrangements for me to send her a key for the flat.I continued to trawl around for people who knew our blackmailer. Heseemed to have changed for the worse after his boyfriend left to go backto Spain about a year ago. There seemed to have been a bust up that endeda relationship that had last five or six.