At least that is what you told her and yourself. In the past few years, despite swearing to give up on women after your bitter divorce, you have been ...eeling the pangs of loneliness. You had met the tall, redhead Eva at a technology conference and was smitten by her looks, intelligence, and charm. Not willing to be hurt again by another relationship but unwilling to have her leave your life, you offered Eva a six-figure job in the Caribbean as your personal executive assistant to your new. She had a nice slender form, and the right look. Really? I dont know, lets see those shorts come off. She hesitated. Come on, if youre going to model, youve got to be comfortable showing your body. She thought for a moment before slowly sliding them down. They revealed the reason behind her hesitation. She wasnt wearing any underwear. She covered her pussy with both hands. Dont be shy now. Gradually her hands slid away to her hips. They revealed a smooth pink pussy. No hair in sight. To her. Finding common ground, our conversation disarmed her reticence. My air of detachment roused her curiosity, now she steered our exchange. The longer it remained undiscussed, the more it charged the atmosphere. This neutral look sought attention. I wanted the possibilities on her mind and nothing else. The trap baited, patience would make my quarry yield.You might think of me as cruel and austere. You might want to play this game and fear where to start… and who to trust. Her Svengali. " How does this work then?" I asked through my slowly weeping eyes. I was crying tears, not of joy, not of pain or anger, but tears of uncertainty. I had no idea how to be a billionaire. "Do I just ask for more money if I want it, or what?" The figure your lawyer showed you was fifty million dollars, correct?" Yes, and I thought I was rich when he told me." The fifty million figure indicates your personal wealth. That is the amount you have to pay taxes on personally, though our tax department.