"Very, very sexy... I could eat you up, I really could!But you're not done yet. I have a few finishing touches that I know youwill love."He took me ba...k into his study, and reaching under his desk, brought outyet another plastic bag. He reached inside it, and took out a blackcorset. He walked behind me, put it around my waist, and wrapping hisarms around me, fastened it at the front. It was a half length corset,which came up to just below my chest. He started to pull the laces tight,and I. .. Well, he'd see to it I didn't get anywhere in the field."A predator. There's a way to deal with predators. I punched in another cell number."Dan - " Mike," I interrupted/ "We need you."Pause. "You at home, in Midtown?" Yep." I'm in Amsterdam. Be a couple of hours. Can you hang in there, or do you need the Marines?"He wasn't referring to Uncle Sam's Misguided Children; he meant the really scary ones, the ones who give Andrew Vachss nightmares."Not that immediate, but we need you. Predator.". They were 4 floors above us and the conversation changed to something else. We left about 2am and Len and I didn’t worry about driving as we were able to walk to our condo.After we got home and in bed and had one last good fucking for the night we went off to sleep. We were awaken by the sound of someone’s voice, due to the night light I seen two men standing in the doorway of our room, one was the man we were with at the bar. He said that no one would be harmed if we fully cooperated with. Between his military forays and the receipt of Russian largesse he lived in a small degree of splendor. Any political loyalties he might cherish came second to material benefit. His very private office was a case in point. It was lush! To Miss Corey Gibson it was nostalgically reminiscent of the Planet Corporation´s luxury back home.Corey was alone. The office was waiting, but not for her. She was in it but most certainly not of it. She was a discordant note, an anomaly. She supposed someone.