He needs me. I need to know nothing more. I am slipping my arms into my jacket sleeves and reach for my tablet in case I might need it.My high heels...click and clack on the hard floor as I exit my office on the 10th floor past my secretary and others in their cubicles on my way to the elevator for the 11th floor, the senior executive level. The nameplate on my heavy wood office door says, Tina James, Executive Accounts Director. I am that. I manage the accounts that Mr. Woodburn personally. ”Arabella dropped to her knees, “Oh god, you mean it.” “8, you better believe me, 9,” he drew his arm back, the belt hung over his back ready to strike, Jess and Henry moved closer to the groaning trapped woman, their belts ready. Arabella shuffled forward, her arms pushing the men away, “Stop, stop, I’ll do it, for the sake of the lord leave her alone you a****ls, you filthy a****ls.” Edward grabbed the back of Arabella’s head dragged it forward and shoved her between her sister legs, “We may. . Me smjh gya ki kuch to uski trf se b h…Party k bad me apne ghr wapas aagya aur 5 6 din usse bilkul bt nhi ki jb me wapas gya to uska mail dekha ki kya bt h bina btaye gayab ho achchi bt h koi frk nhi pdta apko… mene b phir turant call ki aur usse bt ki but wo naraj thi usko mnane k liye k liye mene kh diya ki sham ko chlege dinner pr wo man gyi .. Phir kya rat ko me dinner pr gya aur dher sari bat sunne ko mile dinner k bad mene use chidane k liye kh diya ki gf se milne gya tha bus phir kya. .. "Buttermilk."Catherine instantly stopped with her thrusting and slumped down onto the bed, her hands dropping onto her body.Jessie knew from experience that the woman was now in a trance and would be receptive to his commands."Miss Catherine, can you hear me?" he asked."Yes, Jessie. I hear you." Damn," he thought. "How did she know it was me?" he wondered.Then he realized that she'd probably just recognized his voice. No harm, and no foul. Yet!Now it was time to get down to what he.