Mengucci is gone

You look over at the table Mengucci was sitting at, and see that he's no longer there. There is just a single guy and a briefcase on the table. "What happend? Where did Mengucci go," you angrily ask Bobby. He looks at you with a blank stare and shrugs his shoulders. You're just about to yell at him, when you see the guy at the table move. He picks up the briefcase and is moving toward an emergency exit.

"Quick, you follow him," you tell Bobby. "That exit leads to the alleyway beside the building. I'll leave through the front door and try to cut him off outside." You don't wait to see wether Bobby answers, but jump up and move to the front exit. As you're making your way through the crowd, you notice a lot of people looking at you funny. Then you realize you're still covered with cum... Well, you don't have time to stop in the restroom and clean up. The good thing is nobody knows you here.

When you finally get outside and run to the alleyway you see that you're just in time.

"Hey," you yell at the man. He stops and looks at you expectantly. Shit, you think to yourself, you hadn't actually thought about what to do now. Goddamnit, what is keeping Bobby so long? You have to think of a distraction, to stall the man so Bobby can get here and you can take the guy in together. Seeing how you're dressed you can only think of one thing to say. "So, are you looking to have a little fun?"

The man smirks. "No thanks. It looks like you already had your fun and I'm not really big on sloppy seconds." Right, you're covered in cum... It's funny how you can forget a thing twice in a few minutes during a mission that would be a major deal in an everyday kind of situation. "Besides, I don't pay for what I can get for fr..."

While the man is speaking, you see Bobby sneaking up behind him armed with a piece of wood. Your partner lifts it and cracks it down on the poor man's head, who then drops down seemingly ****. You rush over and kneel down besides him to check if he's still alive. "Jesus, be careful," you tell Bobby, "you could have killed him."

"Who cares," Bobby tells you, "he's only one of Mengucci's goons anyway." While you are checking up on the **** man, Bobby fiddles with the locks of the suitcase. He cracks it open, and takes out the small device that's inside. "What do you think this is," he asks you, " a weapon, maybe?"

You glance over. To be honest, you're more concerned with the trickle of blood that is coming out of the **** man's nose. Bobby is holding a device that sort of looks like a taser, but you can't see any pins that suppose to shoot at people, or holes that bullets could come from. "I don't think it's a weapon. It's probably a trigger for something," you tell him. You move your attention back to the wounded man, while Bobby stares at the device deep in thought.

"Beasley," Bobby calls you. As you look up to see what he wants, you see your partner holding the device and pointing it straight at you. Before you can say anything, he pulls the trigger.

All of a sudden, there is a giant heat between your legs. You're hornier than you've ever been. Without thinking you shove both your hands down your pants and as soon as you touch your clit you break into an earth-shattering orgasm. The world is a blur. For the moment nothing exists besides you and your pleasure. You have fallen down and are writhing on the pavement, bucking your hips against your hands, trying to rub your clit as hard as you've ever have and shoving several fingers in your vagina.

When the pleasure finally leaves and you realize where you are, an immense shame comes over you. When you look up, you see Bobby with the biggest grin on his face you've ever seen. "That was fun," he says. "Let's do that again."

"Nooooo," you yell as Bobby once again takes aim and pulls the trigger.