I could feel his warm hands under me, undoing my bra and liberating my breasts. I could feel his fingers on my sides, thumbs on my tummy as he slid hi... hands up to lift my bra away. He was now fondling and squeezing my bare breasts; it was orgasmic. I was listening to his every word. It was then that my immersive fantasy took a different and totally unexpected turn.I could hear a little clicking sound, like something being opened. Then the sexy voice said. “See if you like this, Jane, it's. As a junior I told him 'No More!' I didn't want to drop any more classes. I stayed away from him for that and my senior year. In the mean time I met my husband and really loved him. But I couldn't force Manny out of my mind so after graduation and I went back to work in the family business and one day I called Manny after my first c***d was born. He later visited and its been going on ever since."Does your husband know?" Yes, he does now. Our second c***d looks just like Manny. It hurt Willi so. And I half-feared the photos to follow. I could see that there were several photos remaining and they were all taken while I was off using the restroom. Kim had already forewarned me that there was more touching, and I was about to see just what happened.The next photo was a close-up of Kim standing alone, showing her stomach and everything above. She was smiling again but had her eyes closed, presumable to prevent being blinded. It was really a pretty nice picture of her topless.I wasn't quite. “Thanks Robert; keep digging, you gave me a lot to digest,” I replied.There was a lot to digest and a million questions. I needed and wanted a lot more information on Randolph Reichmann. Was he a plant? Was the agency working with Mosad? If not, did the agency know and were they following the crumb trail to see where it would lead them?DNA and fingerprints would help. With Ching Lee in my office, I called Sherman Rommel again on the speaker phone.“Now I am getting worried,” Sherman replied.