Because of the uproar in the law enforcement community, neither man could get anyone in law enforcement to do anything about their situations. In the ...nd, the owner of the warehouse got the name of the mortuary from the side of the hearse, called the funeral home, and basically said, "Get your fucking dead body out of my warehouse!"The only bright spot in that whole exchange was when the coffin was opened and found to be empty, except for a roll of duct tape, which the Higginbothams had planned. As I was getting my things together, a knock came at my door. "Come in!" I sighed. So much for being all done with work. When the door swung open, it was my secretary, Candice Lyons. "Yes, Candice?" She shut the door behind her and made her way to my desk. "Mr. Adams, I need to talk to you." She looked like she had something heavy on her mind, so I decided another 5-10 minutes couldn't hurt. "Go ahead," I prodded her. "Well," she began, "I was hoping I could get a raise. I've been working here. Trusting. Almost naked! "Just this ... niggle," she says. I glance at her bra. It is black. The cups are full to overflowing. I swallow."May I?" I ask.She gives her assent, or so I assume, by closing her eyes.I control my shaking hands as they go to the front clasp of her bra. I should not be doing this. I know I should not be doing this. I slip the clasp. This is madness. I look at her to see if the wrongness of what I am doing is apparent to her. But her eyes are closed. I'm surprised her. "I crawled up between her legs, my cock eagerly wavering as I did, when she took hold of it and led it right to her."Push, Simon, push it in, fuck me," she groaned as I arched my hips forward, looking down, seeing my cock slowly press into my younger sister's beautiful body.Anna was tight, it took some pushing and shoving on my part and some wiggling and squirming on hers to get me in far enough for me to begin moving back and forth."Mmm, maybe they didn't have such a bad idea after all?.