Ich habe für diese Veröffentlichung damals sein Okay gehabt, also kann ich heute diese Geschichte präsentieren. Für den sehr unwahscheinlichen Fal..., dass er es nicht mehr möchte, darf er mir gerne Bescheid geben. Aber so lange habe ich das Recht sie der Welt zu zeigen, bis auf Wiederruf. Wenn du noch leben solltest, dann melde dich bitte, ich würde gerne wieder mit dir arbeiten.DIE ENTFÜHRUNGMonatelang haben wir die drei Cousinen und ihren Cousin beobachtet. Kinder einer schwerreichen. Never mind, she thought to herself, he will speak when he is ready. She had married young and had a son, now in his 20s. It didn’t take long to find out that her husband had married her for her money rather than her feminine charms and she had quickly divorced him, paying him handsomely to stay out of her life and her son’s. It soon became apparent that the males in her social circle were out for one thing only and she had wisely left them at arm’s length. Her social entourage now consisted. It was shortly after noon, and Roxanne met me at the door, a glass of wine in hand and dressed “to the nines” in stiletto heels, skin-tight white leggings, and a lose-fitting designer blouse. Her hair was neatly styled, her mails were neatly manicured and she had a perfect fashion-model look. I had to look at my phone to make sure it was one o’clock in the afternoon.“I won’t stay long,” I said, stepping into her impeccably decorated house. I assumed she was dressed up for a business meeting. "Did any of them seem like they would work out?" You mean, of the ones I tried while you were gone?" she said.He stopped short and stared at her."I mean, why do you think I've been edge-of-my-seat this entire time?" Amanda said."I, umm. I take it you'd like to head back to the room." He was grinning."About time!" she said.For the first time, she was an active participant in the kissing, the undressing, the eagerness. It felt good to be active, to be a part of it, to not be at his mercy. Not.