I had selected the city’s most exclusive restaurant and was disappointed to see him show up in dirty jeans and a cheap sweater that looked like he b...ught it in K-mart. I, in contrast, had spent hours earlier waxing my legs, my pussy, and looking just perfect in my revealing designer dress.The rest of the night was downhill from there, drab conversation that was less sparkling than the champagne I was sipping on. But I didn’t care. Now, standing on my balcony, we both knew I was going to let him. The front page of all of them was about the accident. There were statements from Jeff's family and friends and speculation from all directions. Duke was blaming everyone, including me.Bob Jackson was in my office almost before I got the seat of my chair warm. "Are you OK? Looks like one heck of a crash?"I unbuttoned the uniform shirt. I was not wearing a bra - not that I did that often - and I always wore the vest, but this morning I could not even stand having the bulletproof vest on.As the. She gasped lightly and ran a hair through his hair, pushing downward suggestively with little force. He got the hint, however, and lowered his lips once more, kissing her body in a side winding trail down to her waist. His fingers deftly undid the button of her jeans and in no time she was left wearing nothing but a nearly transparent thong, the only thing separating his body from hers. Allowing this to remain for the time being, his lips continued their journey down and to the inside of her. He found the doorlocked, but he had retrieved the master keyset. When he tried to openthe door however he found a key already in the lock, on the inside. Heknocked firmly."Dr Heinmann? Dr Heinmann are you there?"There was no reply, but it told Ortega a great deal. He went back to theground floor and checked the lists again. There was no record of anyonein the room, just as he had checked earlier. He checked with the floordiagrams, kept in the security office on the ground floor, to see ifthere.