We didn't talk much, just snuggled as we watched a movie on TV. My Best Friend's Wedding. I'd brought the DVD with me, thinking that Robbie would like...it. Not realizing until I sat there, watching it with her that here was a movie about a love triangle, and I was living a love triangle.Robbie loved it, almost crying at the end."You ready for bed?" she asked as she clicked the remote, turning off the TV and the DVD player."Uh, yeah." I found myself slightly nervous. I'd had sex with Robbie, and. I told her to get more focused on her career. So now I'm off toVegas for a week, a town where you can really comfortably be alone. Thekids are great but they're all over the country. "He hadn't told thisstory to anybody, not like this. But these four people had a lot oflife behind them and they all knew in their guts what this stuff meant.Plus, sometimes it is easier to talk to strangers.The ice had been broken and they were getting comfortable. The girlstook their heels off, Bobby loosened his. There is too much paperwork getting them replaced. What’s wrong, what did they do?”“What happened to the agreement we made yesterday that we were going to do this as an undercover OPS? I have four of your agents here who look like they just walked off of a Kojak TV set; they look so bad that a two year old ghetto kid could identify them as cops from two hundred yards away,” I said.“There are two DHS cars sitting outside the office with the red and blue emergency lights on that I asked them to. I turned on the camcorder and got one of the ropes out of the bag. I made a loop in one end and put it around her neck. I pulled the knot tightly against her throat. It caught her off guard and she gasped for air. She started to reach for the rope, but a slap across the face stopped her. “I told you not to move fuck slave.” I roughly pulled her to her feet by the rope. She now knew that I meant business and that she was in for some severe punishment.I had her turn towards the coffee table,.