I’m armed and protected, I won’t go anywhere without the guards and guns. You let me attend as I am or they can organise to call me and do it over...the phone if you won’t let me in. By being here in this building I’ve met my legal obligation to make myself available to the committee. If you or they aren’t happy with my security arrangements and won’t let me in that’s just too bad!”After some minutes and a few phone calls I’m taken into the room and seated at a table facing a dozen politicians. Suddenly, I remembered Denise and the time we had. I felt good with her for that ever-brief time. She made me feel good and desired. She made me feel young. And I wanted that feeling again while I still could. So, obviously, I figured working out in a gym would do me some good.Then I thought about all of the things I have always wanted to do but never did. I wanted to learn to dance, for one. I wanted to see what I would look like with a goatee. Martial arts was another one. I always enjoyed. She had a plan and again it started with how she dressed at the next luncheon date. This time the flimsy low cut blouse had no bra underneath and she wore a mini skit without panties. Sandy wanted the lunch to begin normally, as always, with wine and pasta and then she would begin to flirt. Sandy was very adept at flirting so it came naturally to her. On the drive to the restaurant, Sandy was both nervous and excited. This was going to be something that was new and surprisingly erotic. Never. *A shadow of a memory,* the voice answered her and then fell silent.She gasped in relief at the sudden realization that her way out, herescape was only inches away. The dark man had continued talking. Hishand was beginning to sweep downward, waving slowly back and forth as hedeliberately prolonged seizing her. "But do you know the best thing isabout having a clever girl?" He asked almost mockingly. "The bestthing...is when you're through with her. The best thing is when you keepher around every.