She took her creamy oily tits in her hands and and pushed them forward as she dressed so that the neckline of her tight fitting dress she was going to...wear framed them in fully sun tanned nakedness. The dress she was getting into had a zip at the left side which could be adjusted to suit the mood and occasion. Tonight she adjusted it at the upper limit above her hips. She stood adjusting it in the mirror and saw that if she move her legs quickly enough the dress would move and expose all of one. He released me then, turning to lockthe door behind us, before he went over to sit behind his desk."Stand still there, girl." His voice was loud, authoritative.I stood there watching him, in nervous silence, my face bright red. Hepressed various buttons on his computer which was to his left. There wasa funny ball shaped object beside the screen and he moved it about,turning it to face me as he did things on the computer."Right, now I'm recording this as evidence, I'm not having you lying,this. By now, all that stuff has been run through an industrial incinerator. All the relevant data on all your computers is gone.’ Thor began swearing in Finnish. I kept quiet. If they could do all that, what was in store for us? Carley was squeezing my hand. I glanced at her. She was scared. So was I. ‘You won’t be getting that Nobel Prize, either,’ said Hal. ‘That’s a shame. You deserve it.’ ‘The good news,’ Hal continued smoothly, ‘is that you’re going to get rich from this.’ He gestured at. Pretence, because that was all it was. And she loved it. Holy shit, she loved it. She was their toy. Their fuck toy. She’d never felt so wrapped in pure virility. The masculinity assaulted her nostrils and saturated her. ‘Oh fuck, you bitch!’ She wasn’t sure if it was Jimmy or Tommy who cried out. Someone grabbed her hair, pulled it hard. Someone—both of them—sandwiched her between them. A three car pile up. A spine numbing, earthshattering crash. Her own orgasm exploded in her ears. The.