He and his girlfriend were out of town visiting friends but he evidently had written the address down wrong. I asked him why he was calling me and he...replied that he tried phoning them but they weren’t answering, and that his roommate Luke was at work. He told me that he had the address written down in his address book at his house. I didn’t really see how this was my problem but reluctantly agreed to go over and get it for him. I got to house and unlocked the door with the key hidden under. Now I could imagine Emma standing there in her bra and panties. Next was the unmistakable shimmy as she wiggled out of her panties. Finally her elbows raised as she unhooked her bra and she dropped it to the floor. I was picturing Emma standing naked in her room, checking out her perfect body in the full length mirror when the curtain moved slightly. There was about a four inch gap in the curtain where it didn’t quite closer. I see Emma standing by the gap, raising her arm to pull it. I heard the sound of my own zipper and then she tugged the waistband downward. She stood up, naked. A vision. Her face was wreathed by that walnut colored hair, a sassy little flip at her jawline. She shook her head and her bangs settled in place.She kissed me. I kissed her back, then started to bend over to get out of my pants."Nuh-uh," she said. "I started it. I'll finish it." And she knelt down in front of me. Her fingers hooked into the waistband of my briefs. And pulled them downward. The. The guilt in him stemmed from the fact that he was aroused as Celina was struggling and being tied up tight. He swallowed hard as cloth was jammed into her mouth and a black hood encircled around her head. Nick cursed himself for not paying enough attention to how vulnerable she was and how his job put her life at risk. In addition, she was beautiful which added on to the risk factor. A girl like her would be very much in demand on any black market. He imagined her muffled cries and it fuelled.