My name isElaine and yours?"Him"Most folks just call me 'Jake'," I replied.HerI laughed softly to myself at his name that sounds so familiar to me and...et isn't any more. "So is that Jake or John?" I asked.HimI took one half step closer towards her and replied in a slightly loweredtone, "Yes it's John. My name is John."Even though I'd just intruded into her space she didn't move back. Shestood still on her heels and slightly leant in just a bit closer so Icould smell her floral perfume.HerEyeing. If I had some erotic thoughts in my head, she didn’t want to have any others around. I assured her that I had several ideas about how we might celebrate after dinner and that I indeed had some very naughty thoughts rolling around in my head. “Good!” Ellie exclaimed, with a big smile, clapping her hands together in mock joy. Three or four drinks later, and a quick dinner, and we were in Ellie’s hotel room. It was a typical room, with a large bed, two small sofa chairs around a small table and. ’ Andrea narrowed her eyes. ‘You’re just saying that because you don’t want to do any more work tonight.’ ‘Guilty as charged,’ Derek grinned. He sat up and stretched cautiously, then winced. ‘Is your neck bothering you again?’ Andrea asked in concern. ‘Here, let me help.’ Derek sat on the edge of the bed and she scooted over to sit behind him and started kneading the tight muscles on his shoulders. He sighed in appreciation and leaned back. ‘Thanks. Working on a bed doesn’t exactly promote good. He spent the next few hours focused on his computers.The ringing of his telephone finally wrested his attention away from the computer. He answered it.“Bora. What’s going on?”“What are you talking about?”“All of our money is inaccessible.”“That can’t be.”“I got a message from ArchAngelMichael saying that we are now denied access to our money. I’ve called everyone. No one can return my access to our money.”“That’s impossible.”“All of my computer accounts at the office of the bank are closed. I.