Moments later she was back with her chambray shirt on. She stuck out the tip of her tongue because it wasn't buttoned.Bill raised an eyebrow and she s...id softly, "Suffer. It's what you've been making me do for months!"She sat down at her computer and dialed a number to check the prices of the stocks in her portfolio. Ali was now running $600 million of their money, and had made 10 percent while the S&P was up 4 percent. Bill had gleefully pointed out that if she were a reporting money manager,. . wouldn’t you believe it? The battleship-grade steel that layered the entire top of the basement, under the ground floor was still there ... and virtually immaculate, with hardly even a scratch on it! Now I could also see that this impenetrable layer not only covered the floor of the Murder Mansion, but also the houses next door and even under the old warehouse that had stood behind it. It covered, that thick layer of hardened steel, the entire city block where my house had once stood!“There. It took everything she had not to gasp. It felt soooo good. Three fingers; he fucked her with them. She nearly passed out.“Go to the bathroom and wait for me.” She did. He came in and pushed her up against the wall. His power felt so good. He began moving his hips against her; slight back and forth movement that made sure she could feel the rising monster in his pants. “Oh yea, I’ll have some of that”. Put his big hands around her waist and bent her over the sink. The contrast of his. Or Marik, although the sleeping child had been carefully wrapped in his blanket when Ewa lifted him out of his crib. Tying on a thick robe, feet safely stuck in royally comfortable slippers, James grabbed a blanket from the bed.James didn't know what to say to her. What he had already said had obviously been the wrong thing. She just stared into the fire, Marik cradled against her chest. Coming up behind her, James let out a sigh."You'll catch a cold." He placed the blanket over her shoulders,.