Simon says, ‘Nail the bastards.’ I’m counting on you, old friend.The screen dissolved and was replaced with a directory of hundreds of files. I ...canned through a few of them. There were bank records, commerce records, spreadsheets, email, and documents setting up offshore accounts. Dag told me he’d moved nearly two billion in assets for Simon before he died. These records showed traffic an order of magnitude greater than that.There was a new area of fraud alive in the world, more profitable. I wanted to feel the weight of another form on topof me. I dreamed of a woman dressed as I was. However, she had thatspecial piece. The thing that would bring me pleasure like no other.I was startled to feel hands around my shoulders pulling me down onto thecouch. I looked around to see soft, feminine hands with long fingernails.I looked up to see my fantasy woman in Lycra. She lay on top of me and westarted rubbing our body parts together through the unitard and leotard.Nipples rubbing. Dosto zindagi mast hai aur jawaani bhi. Ye kahani meri aur Soniya ki hai. Soniya ek 26 saal ki Punjabi maal jiski jawaani ek kayamt hai; kasa hua badan; kadak chhochey; madmast bhaari bhaari gaand,patli kamar, sudol jhaanghe., suraahidaar gala, lambe kaale ghane baal,nasheele aankhein aur raseeley honth. Wo aksar salwaar sameez pehnti thi. Typical Punjabi dress. Uske do bacchey hai aur pati ek businessmen hai.Wo Seema bhabhi ki freind hai. Dosto punjaabi mahila ki ek khasiyat hoti hai. Unki. "Good girl, Rebecca. She'll be back shortly- come over here and join me." Darus motioned for me to lie down besidehim, with my head on his shoulders, looking into his eyes. He placed myleft hand on his cock, and said "stroke me until I'm hard again. Then I'mgoing to breed your wife for you. You know she picked this weekendbecause she's most fertile right now, right?" I had no idea, I wasfloored, but the thought of her making those arrangements, her wantinganother man to put his child in her.