I assumed it was a retaliatory strike of some sortand switched on my lamp to startle the attacker. Standingat the end of my bed was a slim 19 year old...brunette, with browneyes, a gorgeous face and tight body. She was dressed inher night-club gear - tight top housing two small perkybreasts and a revealing skirt. I'd seen her before but didn'tknow her name. She was shocked by the light but gatheredherself quickly and said she'd come to apologize for theirparty waking me up. I told her it was O.K.. It was paradise for me. After years of fantasizing about her, wishing to touch her so intimately, I could not believe that now I got to touch her and see her naked every week. Still, my desires were not entirely fulfilled. I still had not had the chance to make love to her as I had always wanted. The massages were also torture in a way. I wanted more each time I massaged her. I wished I did not have to hold back when I massaged her.Each time I massaged her I feared she’d discover why I had made. Robert suggested that they go out for dinner that night; Samantha agreed and thought it would work out perfectly with the evening she had planned. After they finished their coffee, they said their both farewells and left for work. Work was busier than usual, as Samantha had to have three different reports completed, before she left work for the day. Robert called her just after lunch and suggested that they meet at their favorite pasta restaurant, at about 7 p.m, as he had quite a lot to. When Melissa stood up and turned around, two men wearing black suits grabbed her arms. On the men’s suits, both in front and back, was “Rule Enforcers”. Melissa had remembered reading about them in her manual, but had never seen one of them until now.They grabbed her arms and said, “Be quiet, you are coming with us right now.” Quietly but briskly they took her to the “AAA” room, which was the “Attitude Adjustment Area”. That room was marked occupied, so they took her down the stairs to an.