Someone should spank you for these thoughts. But no. As it was, I was almost late for our afternoon coffee date. I pride myself on punctuality. And I ...as so glad that I was already at our table when she arrived. She took my breath away.It wasn’t the same casual dress I had pictured in my fantasies, but it was awfully much like it. I was watching the door as she came out of the café proper and made her way across the outdoor garden. It was like watching her in slow motion. She reached up to. She stared at me speechless. “Answer me,” I said calmly, smiling again. For a moment she hesitated, probably considering her options, and when she realized that she was at my mercy and anything she would do to oppose me would always lead back to those incriminating pictures, she closed her eyes and quietly said: “Yes.”“Yes what?” I asked, louder. She pursed her lips. “Yes, I enjoyed it, Miss,” she answered, more confidently. “Then why didn’t you suck my pussy, slut?” I asked, crossing my arms. The rest of the women have been arrested, so It seemed I should be pretty safe.“You know, I’m kind of digging this detective stuff. Will you help me get a license?” she asked.“If that’s what you want to do, I think you’d make a hell of a detective,” I said. “There could be a partnership in the making.”“Well, Jordan says I should go back to school for a couple of terms with Lars. I’ve got to learn how to create a false identity as good as yours,” she said. “I don’t know if I could stand not. The look in Jason’s eyes was one of utter shock as well. They started babbling over one another.“What are you doing here? I heard your car drive away,” Lauren called out over Jason’s “I thought I saw your car drive away a few minutes ago. What are you doing home?”Clearly, they both thought the other had driven off, leaving them alone in the house. But here they stood, in their underwear, staring at each other. Lauren’s deep blue eyes widened a bit as she took in his muscled body and the obvious.