He climbs onto the bed next to her and slowly, peels back the duvet, exposing her naked, slim figure. He gently rolls her onto her back and using some...rope that he brought with him, the intruder takes her arms one at a time and secures them above her head and ties them to the headboard. He then takes each leg in turn and spreads them, tying them to each end of the bed. He stands and admires the view of this gorgeous, slim brunette, still soundly asleep but now totally exposed and tied,. Ryan grabbed hold of my hips, holding me while I rode him. I moaned softly. His grip tightened, and he held me still. He began to thrust up, and than rolled me to my back after a couple of thrusts. He never exited me fully, he thrust deep inside me. My moans were getting a bit louder, and more intense. My body quivered as I came. I shouted in pleasure, "OH! Ahh! Ahh! Mhmm!"Ryan was close behind. After I came, he came within the minute.As we were getting dressed, I saw it. There, a hundred feet. This account showed mainly cash deposits and cash withdrawals. Normally, if there aren’t checks you don’t know where the money goes, but with ATM records, you can tell the route it went to get there. It was obvious that Simon had some favorite spots to get money. That could only mean that he visited those places regularly. And that he used a lot of cash.As I continued to investigate the accounts that the laptop was revealing to me, it was like finding little piles of virtual cash stuck in nooks. A time without wireless internet? I can’t believe it. But we’re getting off topic. The reason why I bought you from the university bookstore was because I needed a place where I could put pen to paper and write down my thoughts. I could use my laptop for that — hell most people would definitely use their laptops for something like this — but as fate would have it, my laptop is currently being repaired by a Genius at the Apple Store. So here I am sitting in front of a physical paper diary with.