"Mr. Smyth our top attorney has stopped them so far he called a judge and had an injunction hearing called for this afternoon, they can't do anything ...until the case is heard, but they are keeping a close eye on us and we can't touch any of our paperwork or computers until after the hearing either" Jim explained."How much trouble are we in?" I asked him."None I am quite sure that we have done everything to the letter of the law, anywhere that we were unsure we paid the taxes, then had Revenue. “Do you wanna talk about it?”“No.”“I didn’t mean now, I just meant sometime.”“I know, the answer is still no.” she replied.“Gotcha.” I accepted defeat. “Well, for the record, thank you for having this conversation with me.”She shrugged. “We’re still housemates. I’m under no obligation to forgive you, but we both know I’m probably too forgiving for my own good anyways.” I nodded in agreement. “Just please, please, if you have a moral bone left in you, don’t ever do what you did to me ever. That night, he was trying to finish a paper, Brian thought of Kandy again, and masturbated. As he was exploding, his eyes closed, head back, his body stiffened. When finished he stood to go clean himself. His manhood enlarged, cum strewn, Brian went to the bathroom and cleaned himself. Days passed and Kandy and Brian always seemed to find a few minutes to spend together. Whether it's walking to class or meeting each other or the community mailbox or just to grab some coffee together on campus.. I remember the thong! At that, and taking advantage of her brand new friend’s distraction, her own hand shoots out and clamps onto my crotch. Now, this could be seen as suggestive and flirtatious, playful. But no, she is squeezing just a little bit too tight and holding her grasp just a little bit too long. There is no joy on her face as she does it, but rather a stern look, more like a warning. Being held by a black man, she is wringing my tiny cock through my trousers and now she knows just.