” After I dressed, Trisha said she had to run home as she had to get cleaned up and to work in a couple hours. When she left, she kissed both me and...Jacqui and asked when she might see us again? I thanked her for an awesome night and told her I didn’t know when we would. But I was kind of thinking about Michelle’s promise about that sexy outfit she’d worn to bed with me before she left, telling me she’d wear it out with me wherever I wanted. Maybe the Black Angus would be a really good starting. The next three years were wonderful and then I caught the Mendoza case. Juan Carlos Mendoza was the leader of the major drug dealing cartel in South Florida. Recently he had branched out to include prostitution, gambling, loan sharking as well as other organized crime activities. The murder rate had spiked sharply in the city since he expanded his operation. The task force I was assigned to was given the job of bringing an end to his cartel. It was decided that we needed to get someone inside. It was her groan that brought his eyes back to her actual body. Sasha danced her hips wanting him back inside her to finish with her. She was relying on what senses she had and her hearing was becoming more acute as the day passed. She could hear his breathing when he came on her stomach and now he was calm. As her hips danced like a cobra trying to lure him in she could hear his breathing increase in speed. With her frustration gaining a foot hold she groaned against the gag. Mitch watched. (No, Jane, I am not Marie. I am the Ghost of Christmas and I amhere to show you the true meaning of Christmas. Come to me,Jane.)I don't believe this, Jane thought. And I didn't say bah humbug,dammit. Someone was in her house and she was alone. And her gunwas in the study. Jane slipped into her shoes and found her keysbefore getting a black-iron poker from her bedroom fireplace. Maybe she could get to the garage and her car.Slowly, she opened the door, poker raised.(Hello, Jane. You won't.