“It’s obviously a trap.”“What if it’s not?” Sophie asked. “What if this guy genuinely wants to meet me? Maybe he just wants to ask for s...me favours?”“How likely is that?”“I dunno...”Alex Brookman was the CEO of Brookman Industries, which he’d inherited from his father, who died when he was very young. The company made Pharmaceuticals, which could be found in most homes across the world. Mr Brookman, however, was a very secretive man, and very little was known about his personal life, at least,. " Neil looked awaybashfully. "I really appreciate this."The first guest to arrive was a short girl with mousey hair calledJenny. She remembered Neil from the party and exchanged some awkwardpleasantries with him. Neil wondered how much she knew about him andwhether he should care. Next came an extremely geeky male called Chris.He was tall and spotty with thick glasses and came off as rude. Neildidn't think it was intentional. Finally, Joe Hopkins arrived. He tookone look at Neil and greeted him. "Not there ? Fat chance. He'd take her there, in her backdoor and in every part that could provide friction for his cock. Even her tits, now standing so proud against her chest, would make for an excellent fuck. Unable to hold back any longer, he reached out for her tit.To Sandra, the touch of the gloved fingers on her sensitive flesh turned her world upside down. So far she'd hoped it was a simple robbery, one where she'd be tied up and made to surrender whatever belongings the man cared to. How can a woman look so attractive in the morning before she ‘put on her face’? She was a glamorous creature. She was stunningly sexy. The more I watched her, the more I felt something for her. My eyes drifted to her breasts. They were mouth watering. The contrast of her pale white skin and her burgundy lingerie was magnificent. Her bra’s color blended with her freckles across her chest. Her chest was average. I estimated them to be 34 C cups. I glanced down her body. The hem of her skirt had.