When they get here we will have a cup and talk a little bit about this. I still have to test this stuff and have the outside of the bag dusted. This r...presents a lot of money and this whole thing smells all wrong. Someone's going to a lot of trouble on this for some reason. I called Mark, and boy is he pissed. I will have the grounds thoroughly searched by one of the dogs, just in case there's more hidden."I nodded my agreement and went and unlocked the door. I turned the porch light on and. Three, a dark suit and black shoes usually mean business will be conducted”.“Very impressive. Have I the honor of meeting Mrs. Sherlock Holmes?” I asked.Linda laughed. “Afraid not. I hope you are not disappointed. I’m Linda”.I smiled and nodded. “I’m Rod. I offered to buy you a drink if I guessed correctly. May I?”“Yes, you may. I’ll have a Kir on the rocks”.The bartender had not arrived yet, so I turned on the stool. “Celia!” Celia walked over from her hostess stand to stand next to me. “May I. Given I work in the city it was an easy task and I chose Siana as it’s always busy of a Friday after work, has a great atmosphere and afforded me the opportunity to have a good mate of mine check out my ‘date’. For the sake of her privacy and as Brisbane is not a huge city I’ll call her ‘Jennifer’. The Friday rolled around and I made my way to Siana with a degree of trepidation as the photo’s of this woman on the site were pretty breathtaking but from experience I also know that the pictures. Fuck!!” she whimpered, “Please... no!” A number of items were spread on the floor at the blonde’s feet; a black leather riding crop, a number of shining chrome clips and clamps, and various buckles and restraints. Miss Stevens reached for the crop and passed it up over the writhing figure of the blonde. Connor took it and pressed the leather tip against the captive’s breast flesh making it swell, testing its firmness. He grinned as the blonde pressed herself up in the chair as Miss Stevens.