I sink back intomy pillow and for a brief moment, as my tiredness turns into sleep, Iwonder about being rich.***With a sudden start I am aware of bein... touched. I'm standing in frontof the painting of a forest river, with tall blue and white mountainsin the background. I had been blindly looking at it, yes, but how had Imissed a man walking up beside me? His hand is on my shoulder, and Ihadn't even noticed anyone come in!Then he speaks, and I know him. Dr. Domus. Relief fills me. Greg talkedto. I stared at him, making my frustration obvious as he stood still for a moment too long for my liking, before he finally moved up behind me. His hands grabbed my small waist and I noticed, for the first time, a ring on his wedding finger. I shook my head in disgust, which quickly disappeared as I felt his cock pushing against the slick opening of my pussy. He made a few poor attempts at entering until he finally managed it, clumsily pushing his thick cock into my soaked cunt. My eyes rolled into. I followed him through the living room and down a short hall to the last door on the left. The door was open and I could see this young woman lying on her back on the bed. She was fully dressed in jeans and A T-shirt. She was also tied down with her legs spread wide apart and her eyes were covered with a blindfold just like I had instructed. I put my finger to my lips and indicated that we should be quiet when we entered the room. As we quietly walked into the room I handed Jim a piece of. My house was a trap, my boat had a bomb aboard, and my bodyguard was dead. I truly had no idea where to go, or what to do.The numbness was setting in, as I tried to cope with watching Catherine die while trying to save me. Why wasn't it me? Why did it have to be someone as good, and kind, and beautiful as Catherine?There were no answers. Only silence and pain.The Judge called back to tell me that he'd arranged to have the boat evacuated, and his people were on the way to defuse the bomb. In the.