I simply settle for the mystery. You didn't even give me your name, so I asked "What should I call you?" You reply in a rhaspy deep voice "I'm your ...ystery man and you are going to be my secret 'lil slut." Just hearing those words literally made my clit throb with excitement. Now the time has come for us to meet. The following Thursday, I wake up to a text message that read: Drive to the lake, park, go to the picnic table and sit with your back to the parking lot. Take you glasses off. He didn't have any better success than Collier. Lewis told him to move out of their way. Sanders wasn't a coward but the cold hard look in Lewis' eyes made him back down.Now we have a possible solution, he thought. He turned back to his desk and told his secretary to get Collier in Prescott on the line."We may have an in to get hold of Eagle's Nest," Sanders said. "We'll buy the Benson ranch, now that the old man is dead." Mr. Benson told me the same thing the Randals did when I approached him. I stood up on shaky legs and tried to rearrange my clothing, adrenaline coursing through me and making my hands tremble. So, shall I come to your house tonight then my whore? I was taken aback, I thought this was a one-off, not to be repeated, and I said as much to him. Oh no, a whore gets paid for sex. If youre taking an ongoing salary I expect this to be an ongoing arrangement But Im not a whore, Im not, you took advantage of me and you know it Ian laughed loudly before gently slapping my. Josh had already gone to work so I had to answer it. ?Damn interruptions!? Well, the markets were slow this morning anyway so I bolstered myself to be polite. At the door stood this girl of about 19, I guessed, with short brown hair and deep brown eyes that about took my breath away. She said "Hi, I'm Tina, you must be Drake." Her face was absolutely angelic, with full heart shaped lips, and those big brown eyes! I found myself fumbling a little at what to say like some stupid school boy! I.