That this would be changing our relationship forever. Perhaps even give him guilt that he couldn't get over.This part of the risk, I just didn't know ...the answer to, if there was risk, emotional risk, then it would become apparent in the future. But, for right now, I was being beautifully made-love-to.I raised my legs up, locking my ankles behind his back as his hips thrust back and forth, filling me, then emptying me so lusciously as I laid under him."It's wonderful, Andy, just wonderful. I. I gave him the short version of what was going on . He was sorry and suprised . He said he was not to busy and as a favor to me he would handle the case . He then pulled a piece of paper for me to read and sign. It was a release form giving them permission to install vodeo and sound equipment in my house . tap the phone of the aforementionned person, fallow her, gather any and all information ,video pictures and sound relevent to the case. . I could smell the beer on him and could only imagine how much they had all drank before going to the peep show and then up the stairs at Kenny’s. “Fourteen beers please love,” he said looking down at Katy and down her top before turning back to watch the action on the screen, as the others were. “Sorry, we’re not licensed to sell alcohol,” she replied with a smile.“What?” the lad replied, his manner turning to disbelief with an aggressive hint of ‘pissed off’. “You don’t sell fucking beer. What. " Mister Burlington would keep what he sees to himself." I'm sure he is the soul of discretion, but I would know he knew. Call it a guilty conscience if you like. Besides I expect Milton, Marvell and Marlowe have a clause forbidding employees bonking their clients."I sniggered. "Mister Milton probably sussed that you and I were shagging, judging by the smirk and wink he gave me when we were signing the deeds of the apartment." Old Mister M is a randy devil, and over the years I worked there.