It was really the nicest thing she had left.She wished he could see her. She looked damned alluring, if she did say so herself. The tiny ebony cameo s...e wore at the hollow of her throat on a matching black ribbon did remarkable things for the deep valley between her soft, white breasts, but he couldn't know that either. Carol knew that she'd gone all out for him, wearing very little actually--just sheer black bikini panties, a frilly half-slip and the short black dress itself. it was too warm. A feeling of fear and despair begin to take over my mind.''Am I dead...?''Thoughts of despair passed through my mind when I suddenly hear something.''Eh!? what was that?''I hear something in the distance. I run in the direction I think I hear the sound, and the closer I get, the more precise the noise becomes. Is a person talking!? I get even closer and finally look at the silhouette of a person in the distance.I keep running towards his direction, but I feel like I'm not getting any closer. I. “I will get someone to open this door if you don't open it.” She sounded serious, which she should've been in that situation from her point of view. I pulled my jeans up and unlocked the door. The door opened and she had a confused look upon her face. “Why are you in here?” she said sternly. “Please, it isn't what it looks like. I walked in the wrong door,” I replied quickly. She took a look at me and realised by my face that I was telling the truth and she became sympathetic. “You idiot. I'll. I want you to infiltrate theirworkplace, posing as one of their workers, and figure out what's going on."Jordan was pleased but taken aback at the illegality of this proposal. "Nevermind the legality, or lack thereof," said Dave, as if reading Jordan's mind."Let's just do this, OK?"* * *Jordan was completely prepared the next day. Instead of reporting to work athis normal company, he drove to C.P.F. and with a little help from a forgedID card, he got in. What he saw was strange. Instead of.