Before she knew it her fingers were in her pants, reaching for that hot wet button that begging to be pressed. She began fingering herself, she had ne...er done this before but it just came so naturally, rubbing her clit back and forth furiosly, before long she felt her brain explode, it was her first orgasm. As the fog cleared and she could see again, both the men were standing over her. Drooling with lust in their eyes. Before she could even say anything, the younger boy grabbed his fat little. And best man, Ms. Theresa Carla Di Rosa, sister of the groom, and a Miss Claire Ingram, maid of honor and so far unknown to the FBI. Also present were two female software programmers from California, also without a history of mob connections.Delaney leaned back in his chair. The two kids had obviously made up. He calculated. Yes, they must have finished college by now. The ransom had finally paid off for young Di Rosa.There was picture of the couple inserted just for fun as Delaney suspected.. Kurtz is to blame. I vow to kill him if I get the chance, whether he'smelancholy or not. We're so close to him I can sense it.Focused on my hate I strain even more intensely in the ropes and growlwith frustration, imagining myself breaking his neck with my arms. ThenI remember that of course, I no longer have the ability to kill a manwith brute strength.I had some skill at martial arts as a soldier, but I've given all thatup. I present no threat to a healthy adult male."I like that she's. "But ... but he didn't tell me where to go. So I didn't know ... I couldn't ... so I just, um, drove around town all night. I didn't know where to go, he didn't tell me..."Emily rolled her eyes. "Charlotte," she said, "if Jack tells you to go ... he means just go home, unless he specifically tells you otherwise. That's what you should do from now on. Understand, dummy?"Charlotte blinked several times, looking rather confused for a long, long moment before an eager – and rather pathetic – smile.