" It's more than we had this morning doc." Yes, it is," he agreed, "It's a lot more."Angie got off my lap to pour us out a drink, and when she passed ...me a lit cigarette, I saw the tears in her eyes."Come here," I said and pulled her down again onto my lap."She's going to be fine, I just bloody know she is."She couldn't speak, she just buried her head in my neck and let it all flow out!"Oh God Dave" she sobbed, "If I were a believer I'd pray for her."I held onto her, deep in my own thoughts, my. It was apparent that the wine was being felt by everyone. I was aroused, he was aroused, Joan was asleep on the couch and Lisa had taken off all her clothes except for her bra and panties and was dancing dreamily with some imaginary lover to the music.Out of the corner of my eye I saw Katie slip behind him. Before I knew what was happening, with one quick snatch at the Velcro fasteners, Katie had his "G" string in her hands. Now he was not only nude, but erect. Although he never missed a beat. I buried it deep inside me, I can’t feel it, but I’m sure you’ll find it – pissing won’t lose it.” As we waited for the lift, I reach up and wrapped my arms around Nigel’s neck – giving the whole restaurant a final view of my bare bottom. Nigel had a nice firm body, and from so much fucking at the office, I had go used to the feeling of his firm body.Nigel looked over my head and seemed to nod or something, next thing I hear,“Hello Nigel, and the lovely Miss Thuy.” It was Adam, I didn’t turn. Slow and steady seems to be their game, with only very minimal peaks or slow periods without a kidnapping. The real problem is that so many girls come and go from London, including all of the new eastern European imports now in the local sex trade, that its easy for them to just disappear sudden from their jobs, friends or family, assuming they have any. They might have met a new bloke, gone into a knacking shop to make a few quid, or just gone, like my ex-wife, to Brighton to take the sea..