He was way out of my league and I knew that. Next time I looked up he was gone. I'd found myself looking for him but couldn't see him anywhere. Then I...d heard it, that raspy deep voice making a shiver run down my spine. "Hi there sugar, you want another one of those?"I'd looked up as I felt someone sit down next to me. All I'd seen was piercing blue eyes looking out beneath a mop of dirty blond hair. My mouth had gone dry as I was foolishly just stared at him. "Huh?" had been my less then. From the lobby, I called his number. He answered immediately saying he would meet me by the elevators on the fourth floor.He shook my hand as he said, “James Yin, but call me Jim.”“Please call me Z.” I followed. He pointed out coffee, tea hot chocolate, cups, and cookies. I took coffee. He opened his office door and asked me to sit.”“Z, let’s get started with your checkbook ... Good. It has your full name and address. Is that information still correct?”“Yes.” He started typing.“Now please tell. One time she was brought home by 2 cold hearted assholes who shook Down Jack for $2000.00. They claimed it was a finder fee and for time they spent as his wife's chapperone and security. They snickered as they playfully swatted the wife on her but gripping it hard. He shook it and his face grew tight as he shot out his lower jaw and with the most hateful tone he asked Anna "aint that right Mommy?" Didn't we protect you? She said all they needed to hear by staying silent and with her chin. Seductively the robe slips off one shoulder validating that your first though is correct, I only have on perfume under my robe. You with your ever present impeccable manners you start to stand, when I lightly place my hand on your shoulder telling you not to get up. This close to you I can see the tell tale signs, you are exhausted. You look up at me with a wry smile on your face and your eyes move from my head to my toes paying close attention to the robe dr****g over my curves. Leaning over.