. Mr. Blaine it was something which I needed to do because it is my mission. Perhaps after breakfast, might we travel to the clinic to check on the we...fare of my sister and Alexi?”I respond with a question, “What about Yasmeen, Zarika and Safia?”I go in further shock when she replies, “To Hades with them! Their dalliances with Alexi precipitated our capture by Boris the sex trafficker.”That reminds me of a question which had bothered me, “Just how exactly was Boris able to capture skilled. ‘What is all this about, Heather?’ ‘It is about saving your job, your career and us. You sent my valentine to everyone in the company. It is obviously from you to me. You even included a facsimile signature. The verses inside refer to me. And my anatomy. In detail. Don’t they?’ I thought about the care I had put into that Valentine message. Ouch! I had been explicit about the parts I liked and why. ‘Uh… Yes.’ ‘Uh… Yes? You know damn well they do. You only sent it…’ She looked at the dashboard. He drove, leaving Tina with me in the back of his car. During the whole journey, she kissed my neck and her hands squeezed my braless boobs through my thin top; I'm not big enough up top to need a bra, so I seldom do. Tina almost had to carry me into his apartment, where I found myself sitting on a big stuffed sofa, my skirt bunched up around my waist, my Knickers somehow had disappeared."Spread them for me," he asked me again, "wider," he urged.His hardness entered me, bringing fulfilment to. Standing watching him sleep, thoughts of all other men left her mind. A smile spread across her face as she made up her mind to go out and buy something really stunning to wear for their meal tonight. He looked like he would sleep for a while yet and she figured she could be back before he woke. She picked out a dress and pulled on her underwear then wrote him a short note to tell him where she’d gone which she left on the pillow beside him as she leaned in and kissed his forehead. “See you.