Responding to instinct alone, I lifted my right leg and wrapped it around Tim’s, my panty-covered crotch coming into direct contact with his extende... member. The feeling of his organ rubbing against my steaming vulva sent sparks through my entire lower region. I urgently pushed back against it, my complete consciousness focused between my legs. I suddenly felt Tim tugging at my panties, pulling them down. Somewhere deep inside I knew this was wrong, but the lust that had enveloped me pushed any. I figured I'd just tape him to the pole so he wouldn't wander away. I guess the writing on his forehead was overkill a bit, but it apparently didn't hurt either." Yeh, it sure didn't hurt," I told him. "Between that and Ana's identification, the cops were on him like stink on shit. By the way, how did you get to be so strong? The coroner said you'd be six-foot plus and build like Arnold the Governator."He just grinned. "Genetics, somehow. My family has been blessed and cursed with exceptionally. "Wait right here," she said.After she had left the room Hillary turned to Roger and spoke softly. "Notice all the empty desks. They seem to be paring down the work force." It's a recession hadn't you heard," Roger said quietly. It was a sarcastic answer and Hillary recognized it as such.The office manager came out with the receptionist following. "Hello Herman Hartley. I'm the office manager. Also I'm the senior agent."Hillary went through the introductions a second time. "I would like to have. There was no trickery in her offer of subservience. He was way superior to her mentally, intellectually, class-wise and financially. She had no designs on his money or his social status. All she wanted primarily was to fulfil Rachel's directive and she reckoned, despite her earlier doubts, she was doing just that.That she had fallen in love with Richard was a side issue, albeit a very important one. She realised that she could never substitute for Rachel and therefore would have to accept.