It was the naughtiest thing I'd done so far in my priggish life, and the wickedness of it all was delicious. I was early to the pub but Ryan was there...already, watching for me.“Okay, Bree, where were you?” he demanded, without so much as a hello. “Was it somewhere in the basement? I looked everywhere I could think.” I cackled evilly and his face turned cold. “So you think being bad is funny? Do you think you can tease me like that and escape unpunished? Watch yourself, little girl. Payback is. But I can't remember where." I'm the EMT who testified at the Parsons murder trial about six months ago. I had a hell of a time concentrating on my testimony. You're, or you were, the hottest court reporter I've ever seen. I'm going to enjoy the hell out of this. I sat up there on the stand trying not to stare at you while I testified. I must have sounded like an idiot. All I could think about was how pretty you'd look with your lips wrapped around my cock."It was not a sentiment that we. She heard the door open and realized that Hiroshi was speaking in Japanese to whoever had rung the bell. Marie was unable to raise her head to see who the new Japanese visitor was, but she suddenly understood that more than one man had entered the hotel suite because she did not hear the door close immediately.From her crouching position tied to the armchair, Marie could hear the sounds of shoes and clothes being removed. There was much whispering, and shuffling of feet.Then Brad spoke again.“I. "Why Pardner! You mean we won that little filly?" Twenty minutes of whatever you want in the back room," Wes grinned. "I know 'cause I won last night.Helen Underwood gave a little giggle and squeezed her husband's hand tightly. She knew all about Wes' session with Brandy and she couldn't be angry about the contest. The reason Wes had given her so much pleasure last night was because Brandy had told him what to do. Helen was discovering that life was much more fun than she ever had thought."Why.