’ Then suddenly he slapped my ass. Then again. And after that he slapped my ass each time he said a word. ‘Tell. Me. Why. You. Got. Wet. Now. You.... Filthy. Slut.’ ‘Ahhhh. Okay sir but please stop slapping me. There was this hot guy at the coffee shop, he flirted with me sir, and I got wet.’ ‘What. A. Dirty. Whore. You. Don’t. Deserve.Mercy. I. Will. Slap. You. Until. You. Are. Raw.’ By now it was really starting to hurt a lot, and he just wouldn’t stop slapping my ass, I was about to start. The man seemed to operate at only one level, namely cold logic. 'Who else would have remembered the forensic evidence angle?' she fumed as she stomped after him into the laboratory block. "What about that bastard outside?" she demanded. "He won't move, Zac will keep him quiet. D'you want me to check you over?" "I suppose so. My neck and my wrist hurts." "Well I haven't got an X-ray machine but there's plenty of light." "There's an X-ray in my lab and some. “No, it’s alright, really.” I said, maybe too eagerly, and he continued jacking.“You know, no one talks about it, but a lot of guys do this. You know, do this together.” he said.“Yeah, I know.” I replied. even though I didn’t.“…Have you ever seen another guys dick before?” he asked after a pause.“No I haven’t, you’re the first.” I said, laughing nervously.“Well..?”“Well what?”“What do you think about all of this?” he asked.“It’s okay, I never thought I would see one like this.” Again laughing. . I just want to do my own thing today, okay?"Richie stared at him for a moment, then pressed his lips together tightly and sighed through his nose. "Yeah, sure," he said in a low voice. "Sure, man."Jason swallowed, then edged slowly around Richie and continued on his way."You know, if it was Melinda, you could tell me," Richie called out from behind him. "I'd understand that."Jason just kept walking, quickening his pace.Richie scowled at him behind his back. Something else was going on here..