Borden but none the less his death will still need to be verified by the authorities before you can legally take control of his assets." Goldstein res...onded."Hmmm..." Kim contemplated and then she reached into her handbag and handed Goldstein a business card. "This is the card the police woman gave me. Would you mind giving her a call and let me listen in? I'm really interested in what they have to say. They wouldn't tell me anything."Goldstein looked at the card, frowned and then said with. But she also engages routinely in assassinations, kidnappings, orchestrating “accidents”, the works. Of course, when she first bought me for a week, I had no idea of any of this. I was just depressed my mistress wasn’t a pretty woman like all the other wives of the businessmen who used to be regulars at the club. I was even sadder when I discovered she was alone – usually when the husband or boyfriend joined in on the dominance, things got a bit spicier since the men were always a lot more. The first few months were tough, but my best friend Sophie, had experienced the same thing and was always there for me. I'd known Sophie since about 4th grade.Right around this time I started to realize that I wasn't attracted to girls physically. Sophie was very beautiful for her age, but I just didn't find myself attracted to her in a physical fashion, or for any other girl for that matter; she was just my best friend. I also didn't find myself attracted to boys either. It was a confusing. Many pepole from differnt classes wrote letters and e-mails to lord Alexander. They asked to visit his estate but most were turned. Some rich people offered money and connections but also only a hand full of them were accepted. Despite of some old freinds from his time as a politician it seems that the host decides absolute arbitrarily who he invites and who not.But then the strange things began. At first nobody seems to know where exactly the mansion is. Then there a reports of mission people.