Contacting Windslow

God he couldn’t have cummed in me last night, I’m sure I would know if he was fucking me!

Another thought came into her mind ‘Did I take my birth control lately?’ Rushing to the bathroom medicine cabinet, grabbing her pills container, breathing a sigh of relief seeing Thursday is the next pill and today was Wednesday. One thing off her mind but she still wanted to know if he fucked her.

Finding her purse, searching the various cards in it until she came across the card of the attending office, D.C. Colliers. Getting out her phone, calling the number!

“Detective Constable Colliers can I help you?”

“Hello detective! This is Cassandra Gelmann, is there anyway I could speak with Grant Windslow?”

“Windslow!, Windslow!’ quiet descends over the line “Well! Miss Gelmann it says here that he is currently under observation at The Greater Manchester Mental Health, NHS Trust so the decision isn’t up to me!” I’m writing down the information as he continue “May I ask why you want to talk to him about?”

“It’s personal!” hanging up before Colliers could say anything else. Opening my phone browser looking up the place getting the address, grabbing my jacket, setting off to get my answer.

Twenty minutes later I’m standing at the information desk asking the bubbly teen volunteer where i can find Windslow. Her reply was in ward on floor four, follow the red line to the elevator and inquire at the nurse’s desk on floor four.. I follow her instructions and soon i’m on the fourth floor standing in front of the nurse's desk looking into a large room.

There I can see him, sitting by a window looking round the room and every now and then out the window. The door leading into the ward opens as a couple leave, making a fast move towards it, I inside before the door latches closed. Getting my bearings, making my way towards Windslow, apparently catching him staring out the window

“You came to visit me?” the smile on his face cold light the ward if the power failed suddenly

“We need to talk!” keeping the bed between him and me. “Did you have sex with me the other night?”

“Sex? Why would you think I had sex with you the other night?” His innocent look gets to me, then I remember he’s back on his meds! Then i swear i see something in his eyes “But if you want when i get out we can have all the sex you want!” A momentary leer on his face only to disappear when the head Matron calls out

“Who are you and why are you disturbing Mr. Windslow?”

Before she can get to me I bolt past her to the door then down the hall to the fire steps. Taking then down to the second floor before coming into the hallway and calling the elevator

to take it. Leaving the hospital without incident, Still confused about what was the white flakes around my pussy