I was clean, but looked pale. My eyes looked... haunted? Ishook my head and prepared myself for what was to come.-*-"Why did he do all this? What was ...is motivation?" The man in the blacksuit, Agent something-or-other, asked.I had told them about how I had been kidnapped and how then I hadrealised that Simon was behind it all. We were in an interview room. Itwas probably supposed to appear informal as we were sitting in easychairs. My father sat beside me holding my hand. The agents had. Adam lurked in the shadows and waited for Rebecca to return from her morning class. He had decided that he would catch her walking to lunch and redirect her to a different venue. Finding shadows in an area with few trees wasn't as easy as it might seem, he decided. Still, he managed to slip up behind her and take her elbow and cull her from the herd headed to the main house.Rebecca was the last of the group to spend a little alone time with Adam so she wasn't exactly surprised. Still, he caught. Because I came to meet Beth, my internet lover. We had made plans to meet in the lobby of the Royalton hotel. At 6′ 3′ and 215 pounds, dressed in a black suit and a sky blue silk t –shirt that matched my eyes, I was hard to miss. As was Beth… She walked into the bar wearing a slinky dress that accentuated the curves on your 5-foot frame. She had long auburn hair that flowed down past her shoulders to the tops of her perfectly shaped 36D breasts. All eyes turn to her as her 4 inch heels clicked. She wore no slip, for the skirt's fabric was opaque enough to prevent light shining through. Because of the skirt's position, I was able to feel her incredible athletic legs (she was a runner).Because of my contact with her legs, I became increasingly aroused - and wanted more. I reached to her waist, gently but assertively raising the hem past her flat, firm tummy. Slowly, teasing myself and her, I took my time raising the top until it was over her head. She was left covered on top only by her.