>>2598699Even before he sat down in the interview room, he knew he'd rather be sitting down on another hard cock. At the table was what looked like a detective, and some sort of counselor. James was equally lightheaded, petulant and wistful about what had just happened. As a father of three, he wondered what his oldest son would feel like.
"You say you were attacked?"
Snapping out of this thoughts, "Yeah, yeah there was a guy, he looked young..."
"where was this?"
"I was just getting into my car, working late, I was in the parking garage"
"how did he attack you?"
"I heard soft footsteps, like when an angel walks. When I turned to look a man took me in his arms and twisted my arms behind my back. I could feel his strong, lithe body pressing against my back. He pulled me to the side and slammed be down across the hood of my car. He held my arms tight, with a strong warm hand on the side of my head. I think, uh, I could feel his hard cock on me. He sort of just held me like this, it was as if my Lacanian nostalgic desires for the womb were..."
"what?"