" "Ohh, this is so naughty." she whispered, sliding one arm out of the sleeve. "Turn around and hide them with your hands before you take it off, Mira...da." he said. "Tease me with them. You know how to be naughty, don't you?. She did as he said, slipping her other arm down inside the shirt and turning around before lifting it and showing him her perfect ass, clad only in sheer white satin panties. She turned back around, hands crossed over her chest and looked at him. "I know how to be. It was a small business card. One of her own business cards and on theback there was something written."I'll call you back Clarence," she said hanging up on him before hecould reply.Still trying to settle her rattled nerves, she tried to rationalizewhat just happened."That man put this in my bra," she pondered now remembering hiswhisper of what now seemed to be an apology before saying they werebeing watched.She looked at the words written on the card again. It was in Latin."OMG," she said out. I’m kidding. Enjoy! *All characters in this story are 18 years or older* PROLOGUE Rachel whimpered gently and listened as the echo carried softly throughout the stairwell. The strange acoustics of the space seemed to distort and amplify every little noise. The sounds that usually populated the area (footsteps, laughter, rushed chatter) would often combine into an off-pitch melding of hollow, shadowy versions of themselves. Like they’d been recorded from far away and played back. But all. “Yes, ma’am.” Remas left to go to the other apartment and Em took a pizza and sodas to follow her.“Now,” Donna said. “We do not have the costumes or instruments to replicate Mountain Monster. It’s been a year since the troupe did that video and the material is stale.”“We are just looking for a rendition of some of your other work that has become influential,” Donahue said. “How about ‘The Good, the Bad, and the Ugly’?”“We can perform the music,” I said. “Without costumes. We’re missing three of.