"Every man for himself? Maybe that's a better way of putting it" he said in thought, but what did it matter now? he'd been caught and was still trying to work out how he could slip away. He hated being confined in the cells like some caged animal. But his train of thought didn't stay focused on the cell spacing for long. What did Alan want? He could feel the lawyers eyes trying to analyse him as his mind brought back the images a few nights back.<br/><br/>"Then tell me, how much you're seeking" he said letting out a small sigh. "I don't know how any of this works. If it isn't just a spanking you're looking to dish out, how safe will I be?" he asked sitting forward to give Alan more of his attention. "I have no idea what I can offer you. I'm use to people telling me what they need so I can find someone to fulfill it. How do you know I'm going to be successful in what you're about to ask?" he questioned curiously. Evan wasn't a virgin, far from it. But this was completely out of his zone. He'd knew a little about BDSM relationships, he'd came across a few people that seemed to live the lifestyle quite happily together. But he never came to understand the dynamic. In terms, he was completely vanilla when it came to things. But that didn't mean he couldn't find enjoyment when things got rough. Nobody had tried.<br/><br/>"Do you have a contract? Is that where this is going?" he asked after thinking on the questions he'd been asked previously. Maybe that was what Alan had been itching at. He seemed almost ready to pounce if given the chance. But the room wasn't exactly private and it was clear neither of them wanted a scene here. Maybe... "Why don't we have a toilet break? I'm sure the cops won't like me wondering around the building alone...". It would give him a break of his own if he wanted to flee the scene. Alan wasn't that much taller than him and they were both around the same build, so he was interested to see how much of a tussle he could get out of him before he grew tired.