It was a short drive to bar but my mind was going nonstop the entire time. I kept telling myself not to overthink it and breathe. I get there and the ...butterflies are going crazy. I checked myself in the rearview mirror one last time. I hope they liked what they saw. I got to the door and stopped. I took a deep breath and opened the door. It seemed like just an ordinary step but it was monumental. It had the potential to change my life. I see a black couple sitting at the bar and immediately. Now partially obscured from her parents view by Sarah herself, she reached backwards as if to take my hand, but instead she used her knuckles to brush the front of my trousers causing my cock to lurch to attention. Sarah looked back and smiled. She glanced down at my bulge and raised her eyebrows. “I want that monster in my wet cunt later,” she said. I couldn’t believe my ears and quickly looked up to see the reaction of her parents who must have heard every word that their sweet daughter had. On a Sunday afternoon, I planned to do my laundry as it was the only day I had an off. To my luck, I happen to bump into her in the laundry room in the basement of the building where there are not many people present, only the ones who want to use the laundry room. I loaded my clothes and the timer started with 50 minutes. The laundry room has a sitting area with a T.V. and a small couch good enough for three people to sit and she was sitting there with a book in her hand, her right leg placed. “You’ll want to take a seat.”“I took another look at those blood samples after you described some of the behavior you have been noticing,” Zak says.“And?” Gunnar asks, still remaining standing.“And it seems that I have found some very important information,” Zak continues. “Something in her blood that shows she may be an enemy and not know it.”Gunnar’s face darkens at the news. He doesn’t want to believe any of it. “What about the other blood samples?”“I’ve gone over all of them,” Zak says,.