” She blurted out, a welcome interruption to his meandering, self-punishing thoughts. “I just moved there two months ago—had to get away from an...ther CRAZY boyfriend,” she mustered a weak, self-mocking laugh that instantly rung as a bit too genuine for her. “I know, guess I'll never learn.” He looked at her queerly and there was a silence, if only for a moment, that threatened to become even more uncomfortable. “That’s so crazy, though! I can’t believe we live so close to each other!” She. "I'll be right there. Just stay away from the door till I get there."She turned off the water. She then proceeded to the bathroom closet and produced two towels that she used to dry her body off with. When her body was safely dried, a bathrobe was placed on top of her skin. She then tied the strings together and was off. Front Door of HouseWhen Cindy arrived at the front door one of the men revealed a badge."FBI, we have a warrant to search the place for a person by the name of Bill Edwards.. I think you're going to work out perfectly. Someone will be out to get you in a few minutes." She strode off to the studio room, leaving me as suddenly as she had appeared.I was a storm of emotions, oscillating between being incredibly aroused and intrigued, and incredibly scared and ready to flee. I was looking around wildly when one of the assistants appeared before me and helped me to my feet, then grabbed my suitcase and led me away. My panties were still draped over the suitcase, but she. She took the bottom of my t-shirt and lifted it over my tummy. I lifted my arm obediently, letting her strip my shirt off. I shuddered as she undid my bra and threw them both underneath her desk. My nipples were sensitive to the cool air in her office. Her hands cupped my tender breasts, lifting and separating them. I moaned as she spread her fingers apart and pressed them into my flesh. “Ummf,” I groaned, well muffled by the gag. She held my breasts and leaned to my face to kiss my hot cheeks..