I’m twenty-seven years old. What have I gotten myself into?“Cinnamon?” I called.She came bouncing into my office and perched her cute little der...iere on the edge of my new desk. Damn. I could hear Dag chuckling from far across the great divide.“What’s up, Sugar?” she said. I finally got it. As far as she was concerned, we were Cinnamon and Sugar.“Here’s a dollar,” I said. “Fill out a retainer contract and receipt. Make it out in the name of Simon Barnett.”“You want me to take this to the. Writing in the sun. She sighed again. The house was practically silent. Had Abel gone to sleep already?A noise outside said differently. She switched off the light and went over to the window. The room she was staying in was at the back of the house and her window looked down onto the pool and private garden area. She opened the window wide to lean out. The night air was breezy with enough chill to make her nipples harden beneath her shirt. Abel was outside. The table had been cleared and she. Woh ready ho gayi.Ab chalu hogaya round number 2. Woh bed par ulti let gayi aur maine uski gand par aur mere laude par bahut sara vaslene laga diya aur uski gand par mera lauda fit kardiya aur ek tagda shot mara. Shot marte hi woh chillane lagi toh maine uske ball ko pakad kar dabana chalu kiya aur uska muh mere muh mein liya. Normal hone ke baad maine uski gand mein jor jor se shot marna chalu kiya. Har shot ko woh ummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh,. This would take a while.There was no receptionist on this floor, corporate offices being on the twenty-third with two floors of executive offices and conference rooms above. The elevators opened into a narrow lobby on either end of which were more security doors. I’d walked the building a few days ago, but I hadn’t tested every set of doors. Third floor contained the company’s computer servers. If they got any bigger, they would have to move to offsite storage at one of the huge server farms in.