She was directed to bend over so her most intimate privates could be inspected by the bidders. She was trying to hold back the tears as she complied."...hall we start the bidding at five hundred thousand," stated the auctioneer.He looked to the panel with the names of the fourteen bidders for tonight's auction and saw an amount light up beside one of the names."Ah, Monsieur Lebeau has opened at five hundred thousand. Do I hear six hundred thousand?"Another light flashed on the board."Yes, Madame. He expected her to say that she would do the driving, but she surprised him. "That solves that problem, if it's okay with you, Melinda." That's fine." She then turned to Glen and said, "I never did say thank you."Glen waved his hand in a dismissive gesture. "No problem." You're quite welcome, and you're welcome to stop by any time," Kia added."I suppose I should get home, then," Melinda said, gathering up her purse.Glen's father returned from making a phone call in the other room. "The ball is. This was why the building was still open. Ed quietly closed the door and went up to the floor where he knew Bynum's office was. Ed put his ear to the door and didn't hear any noise or voices on the other side. He pushed the stairway door open and stepped into the hall.Ed quickly walked to Bynum's office door. The door had crime scene tape across it. Ed shook his head. The room should be guarded until the crime scene was sure that nothing was missed. Normally, this was several days after the. She jumped and let out a yelp of alarm, trying - largely unsuccessfully - to hide those big tits with her arms for the fraction of a second it took her to see it was me.“Need some help with that, beautiful?” I asked.She blew out a hard breath and said, “You scared me half to death. Why didn’t you call and tell me you were on the way home? I would have waited.”She lifted her breasts to indicate the lotion. While the glistening was attractive in the extreme, what caused it wasn’t exactly.