This Anne girl's diary was important, she was coming to realize, but it could wait.She found him below in the salon. The curtains were pulled and no l...ghts were on. Tony sat on the black leather couch, his face in his hands. A full drink sat on the coffee table. Its liquid was a deep amber at the bottom graduating to almost clear near the top; the liquid was capped by the white detritus of what once were ice cubes."Tony?" Anita asked. "What are you doing down here in the dark?"Tony picked his. “This is a federal case and her passport has been collected. She would be stopped at any border.”“Any wagers on that?”“No. But, despite what our judge said, we’ve got an airtight case against Barnett, Keane, and Lamb and she is the major shareholder. Bradley Keane’s wife holds a twenty-five percent share now that he’s gone. I’m sorry her retirement fund is looking a little weak at the moment. She seems like a nice woman. With Simon out of the picture, Brenda holds the remaining seventy-five. She shook her head.I'd taken apart all of the remotes and rewired them into a single box. I picked it up and turned a dial. Stacy's eyes widened. I saw her knees bend slightly."Interesting, isn't it?" I asked. I turned up the current a bit more and she opened her knees, the current along the front and back of her legs massaging her like strong hands."Fuckkk...." she moaned. I moved a small switch and turned another dial. Her hands went up to her chest."No!" I barked. She lowered her hands but. The personal workouts had made her stronger and slimmer and stimulated her sexual arousal. "Go for your swim." After her workout Melanie changed in to her zoggs and swam 20 lengths of the 50metre pool. She walked in to the unisex steam room and found a tall dark and handsome young man sitting naked on the bench. Melanie ogled the long thick erect cock as he shyly covered it with his towel. Melanie sat on the bench with a towel wrapped around her midriff. The towel was small and fell open as she.