I didn't even remember ever seeing some of them. We ate in the living room, sitting anyplace we could find and nearly filling the place up, and it was...a big living room. They'd planned things well and had a chair for me, off in a corner. I was facing the rest of the room and to me it seemed we were having a tribal meeting of some kind. After the meal I found out it was exactly what was happening.It took an hour for me to summarize what we'd talked about during lunch so the others could get. I could see her panties still sitting at the end of the couch. That meant there was nothing under that short spring dress to slow me down as I sampled her goodies in an early morning orgy of doggy style lovemaking."Oh, Mike, you are so naughty! Yes, try it in my backside this morning. We had no time for that last night. I want to feel your cock buried deep inside my ass. I put butter on it just for you to get in real easy."Was this my logical, formal Veronica? This wanton hussy that begged to. "Corey stared on through his mask as the bartender poured yet another glass of the dark liquid into his glass. He sat quietly as music pulsed on behind him, the crowd swaying with the rhythm. He nursed this one drink, being his fifth, and he could feel the incessant buzz of drunkenness warning him to slow down before he was consumed by it. He marveled at the beauty of the wine as he swished it around in his glass. "How did I become so lonesome?"He already knew the answer, and downed the wine to. I murmured, 'I'm going to undo that gag so you can talk. But if you raise your voice above a whisper, I'll rip you tits off! Understand?' She nodded. I removed the gag but immediately recycled the cloth to blindfold her before getting her a drink and holding it to her lips.'What, ' I asked, 'was he looking for? It was in the desk.''A list... just a list of new clients. I work for an accountant.' She began to cry again. 'They didn't have to... to... I'd have given it to them!'I found a disc.