“Whatever you do,” she replied, looking down at the floor, pausing. “Don’t take your shirt off.” I stepped forward and gently put my hand on...her left shoulder. I pulled her in close to me. “You are just as beautiful now, “I whispered. “Just as beautiful as you were in that tent at Fort Knox.” She didn’t say anything, but slipped her hands around my waist, as she tip-toed and looked up at me. The kiss was a slow and gentle one, until I slipped my tongue inside of her mouth. Suddenly, the passion. He told me to get naked. I started taking of my cloths. I was in bra and panty. He came forward and removed my bra and panty. Then he gave me a skirt which was small just covering my ass. And thong panty. Then he came behind me and started pressing my boobs and rubbing his dick on my ass. I wanted to remove his hands and just run away but I could not as I was bound. Then he gave me a beer and told me drink it. I had it once before. Then I headed to the disco. As we entered the atmosphere was. Twentyeight year old male wanted for, rape, forced sodomy, murder, torture, armed robbery, assault, battery, burglary, larceny and blackmail. Who’d ye blackmail?” she asked suddenly,“Some archeologist.” He said half-heartedly,“why?”“For a piece of art I ended up selling for one mil in cash on the black market.”“Ooo, one million huh? What did you threaten to do to him in order for him to give you somethin’ worth one million?” she asked extremely interested scratching her neck.“I threatened to. ..” she sighed and, after another decent pause, she continued. “I've... been in Love with you... for a while, now... a long while.”Stunned, I just looked at her as she continued to explain.“I was eleven... we were at the lake... I went to the back to change and I saw... I saw you. You were changing... and you had your back to the door, and... I quietly left and changed in the car.” She paused again. “Later that day I moved the mirror, over by the door, hoping that I'd be able to... see you....