I started to remember what happened when Agnes came in and ran to me. Tears were running down her cheeks as she leaned over and kissed me lips gently....I could tell she wanted to hug me tightly but was holding back. I smiled at her slowly. Hoarsely, I asked, “How bad is it?”Dad said, “He hit you in your right side almost nicking a lung. You should be okay after a while.”I looked to my right and saw Carl with his arm in a sling. I looked puzzled. Dad resumed, “Carl went after him when he ran and. . really mated. “Release yourself,” she knowingly whispered, “into me,” as her quickening staccato breaths and rippling loins betrayed the orgasm I was already inducing deep within her. I let go the well-honed brakes within my loins and just let it happen. My entire body then convulsed, pumping forth floods of the milky issue that my trainer alone deserved from me, her stallion. It was over for Samantha and I, everything . . . our pain, our trials and training, and our searching. It was all. This is the executive elevator that leads up to the top seven floors. It’s locked, of course, and I alone have the key. Not even Mister West can get up there without my permission. Now, I know that when we had our conversation about you wanting to survey those floors yesterday, my refusal may have come off a little ... strong.”Ethan began to speak, but Spencer cut him off with a wave of his liver-spotted hand.“If you’re willing to stay and keep helping us organize this place, I’ll take you up. He knew that she was newly married, and she and her new husband lived out in a secluded countryhome. He grinned to the thought, "No one will hear her" .He knew where she worked, and what kind of car she drove. He knew her name was really Destiny Lynn Knight & that she loved talking to a man on line she knew as "Gentleone4051".He knew that when she got up in the morning she had a glass of hot tea,what time her new husband left for work & came home everyday.He knew what time she took her.