Now I wanted to hide as well. But even if I hide, there might be a problem. Hence I took my phone and made it silent. I acted as if I m talking on the...phone, and was roaming in the parking. My naked girl was behind the car. I was 5-6 cars away from her.There were three strangers in a car, which was parked exactly diagonal to the car. I was near the last car, from where I could see my naked girl on one side and the men in their car on another. I was a bit afraid and excited as well to see my. As it turned out, Belli knew me too. Well enough that he knew what I was planning just from watching security footage of me scoping the museum out. Well enough that his goons were waiting in my apartment as I returned triumphantly home after the heist. They took me for a car ride.My feet barely touched the ground as they dragged me from the car to Belli's office. I was intimidated, to say the least. Belli is Italian for beautiful, and was therefore an extremely ironic name for him. He held up a. ‘You about ready Frida’, my husband asked, while the man looked over my husbands shoulder, as if still disbelieving I was there. ‘Sure I am ready’, I replied, looking through him and directly into the gaze of my soon to be lover, wondering how big his cock was and how he liked to use it. I had downed half of the bottle of wine and suggested we take it back to his room, well we were only here to relieve him of his semen, so we would be travelling back home after the fuck, regardless of how long. “It all turned out all right, thanks to your mom.”“Well, he’s a member of an integrated police force. Integrated voluntary associations may be rarer, but the members don’t keep Klan robes in their closets.”“That’s a point. If you can find one.”“Dad taught me to prioritize questions,” Kath said. “You don’t make a thousand desks with file drawers the only drawers and then see whether people will buy them. You build, maybe, five. You put them in your catalog. If that brings in orders, you start.