Any sudden move, the slightest sign of panic could send that knife plunging straight into her heart. With one false move, her life’s hot blood could...spurt out onto the floor. Her heart thumping wildly, speeding out-of-control, Brenda knows that she is in big trouble. ‘I flip for you,’ says the knife artist. With a quick twist, the man flips over his attaché case, displaying a cutting board imbedded on the other side. Laying the case on the coffee table, he produces a long hard bone from one of. The first man waved his hand in from of her face,‘Hello young lady.’ ‘Oh goodness looks like she left us,’ said the otherone as they both laughed. Erin tried to struggle but for some reason shecouldn’t. ‘Well, looks like it worked,’ said the one in theorange. ‘Told you so, I’m brilliant’ said the one inthe blue. ‘See my dear, my brother here is a master of mixingthings together. I used to joke that he was theMacGyver of. But the eroticism of the moment kept getting interrupted when the girls would get crossed up, bump heads, or otherwise have to stop what they were doing to giggle at their own ineptitude. Still, it was a lot of fun and their laughter did wonders for easing the tension in the room.After a while, the girls gave up and I told them I'd lay down on my bed and they could decide which end of me they wanted to sit on. The girls ro-sham-bo'd for it, and Meli hurriedly stripped her shorts and panties off. We don’t have friends.”Irene listened to the conversation until the door closed behind them. She had been terrified that Magus would come running out of his office pointing at one of the IRS agents while saying that was the man for her. She muttered, “I hate the IRS. Of course, my ex-husband would really be in trouble if I were to hook up with an IRS agent.”A man about the same age as Irene stepped into the office. He looked around as if uncertain that he was in the right place. He was dressed.