” She tried to hold her gaze but couldn’t. Her eyes dropped to the floor.Her reply aroused evil thoughts in my mind. I thought that it was the per...ect opportunity for me to exploit her weakness.I said, “Well Saeeda, You’re an asset!”She looked at me quizzically.“I can arrange this amount for you privately without any one knowing it. But you have to do something for me.”She was elated to hear my reply, and she asked, “What can I do for you Shailu?”Her body seemed to be calling to me and I would. That is myapartment number, or at least it was when I left this morning. I stepped back in the room and bolted thedoor behind me. I looked at the bed again. Her big blue eyes blinked back atme. Big, clear blue eyes, the color of a summer sky, cloudless, pure, innocentand they were aimed right at me. Oh, dear. Who the hell was she? And moreimportantly, how did she end up on my bed?in the state she was in? Let me explain what I?m talking about here,for this is not your ordinary find. In the. He had brought with him a suitcase full of lawyer-like suits, shirts and ties. He would present himself as just Alfred Richter, a friend. No fancy stuff this time. He knew that his surname was German for judge. A good omen perhaps?The attorney's chambers were just off the town centre. Before Alfred went in he showed me his business card; Jake's finest product. He had added an old-fashioned printing plant to his set-up and thrived on projects like this. With their heavy white stock, elegant. I went downstairs back to the kitchen and continued doing the dishes, while I looked outside the window, watching Randy’s movements.A couple of hours later my beloved Victor walked back into the kitchen swaying all over the place and giggling like a silly guy.I claimed him for his behavior; but he said he would go back to bed.A while later I was shocked to see how dark it had gone the day.I also noticed most of Victor’s mates had left.Then I looked for Randy but he was nowhere to be seen.I went.