„Na na, so schlimm wird etwas warten ja wohl nicht sein“, sagt er wenig einfühlsam. „Komm mal mit“, fordert er mich auf. Wieso duzt er mich e...igentlich? Als ich nicht reagiere, packt er mich am Arm, zieht mich hinter sich her. Sein Griff ist hart und fest. Die Masse seines Körpers tut das seinige dazu. Ich stolpere hinter ihm her. Er bugsiert mich durch eine kleine Tür am Rande der Stallungen. Schreibtisch, Akten, abgewetzte Ledersessel und ein Sofa. „Was möchtest du trinken?“, will er wissen.. I think you're grandstanding, mister Gunderson, and I'm going to call your bluff. We have the assets to drag this out in court for as long as we want to." He waited, but Gus didn't say anything at all. He just sat there. Finally Henderson went on. "Now I realize that our first offer was, perhaps, a little disingenuous of me. I apologize for that. I have certain doubts as to the veracity of mister Winkle's status over the last fifty years in the first place, but that's another issue. Perhaps I. “It had to happen sooner or later,” With one last glance as me, Nicole lifted up the hem of her latex uniform, presenting her bare pussy to the blonde girl chained to the drain in the floor. She looked back at me once, still unsure of herself, then focused her eyes forward, trying to make herself relax. And Rachel opened her mouth, waiting…Nothing happened, and after a few minutes, Rachel smoothed down her dress, apologizing. “I’m sorry, I just can’t,” Nicole said. “I need to go so bad, but I. When I got home there was a bunch of flowers on my doorstep with a card that said “This morning was delicious, from Richard x”. It made me furious and delighted at the same time. I was so confused by these feelings toward him. I dragged the flowers behind me and slung them on the kitchen table with my handbag. After dinner and a long soak in the bath, I watched some crap TV and went to bed. It was difficult to sleep though, for hours I just lay there thinking about him. In the end I had to push.