I unlocked the doors and told her to grab her phone and come down to my office. I needed just a few minutes to grab some papers and we could get right...out. I unlocked my office door and began pulling some files together. I pulled off my jacket and threw it on my desk. I am still embarrassed, wondering if she will remember how red my face turned in the parking lot, when she comes in tomorrow morning. As I am pulling the papers together, I hear a noise, she is standing in my doorway. She has her. )The fact that I hadn't said much didn't mean that there wasn't much going on in my head. I was as excited as a teenager meeting a rock star. I would get the inside story of a murder. And I was getting a ride in a police car. And I'd get to rummage through Gillespie's stuff. I'd been wondering what he was really like; this would get me the inside information."Where should we start?" I asked Billings."The house. If there's time we can go on to his office. But I'd like to start at his house. I. After a few weeks and small talk he asked her out and without hesitation she said yes. Their first date was tremendous; he picked her up in a white convertible and took her up the coast to a secluded restaurant on the beach where they watched the sun set as they ate. As they strode along the beach after dinner she discovered that he came from a very rich family with old money, the kind that always keeps on making more. Jen knew right then and there she had found the right man to make her dreams. .. between her and the fire. Her pale skin gleamed in contrast to the darkness behind her and He watched as she shivered... more from the anticipation than from the cool air.The straps were tight and she wriggled against them... arms pulled behind the chair. Leather thongs around wrists, drawing her shoulders back and thrusting her breasts forward toward Him and the fire. Her lips were already curled in pain and the welts were red and raised on her inner thighs. Knees had been pulled open and.