Rachel on couch. Phone ringing. Rachel ignoring.4:50 PM. Tuesday. Rachel sitting up. Head pounding. It felt like therewas a tiny person banging ...n the inside of my skull. Well above therecommended daily allowance of every painkiller I have access to. Sleepis not happening."Fuck!" I shout, throwing the bottle of Tylenol, or maybe it was Motrin,at the wall. I hung my head in my hands. Sulyn would be busy for anotherhalf-hour, then I'd talk to her. She'd make me go to a doctor,. Of course, that just made me more determined. Anyway, it all came to a head when I got my license. And he was so goddam smooth he didn’t even suggest it. I was the one who came up with the idea, I thought, although I realize now I was just basically playin’ into his hands. I’m sure he’d had that idea from the start.About six months after I got my license I did it. I did it on a Saturday when my folks were going to be out all evening and I’d have plenty of time. I knew there was four hours. We'll have more details in a couple of days."She had a meeting after lunch, then drove back to the Technology Center. Out of curiosity she drove past the Annex. There wasn't much to see, just blank walls with fake windows. It was hiding right out in the open, and the servers would make it a limited access. There was nothing like a little paranoia to make you cautious.The weather had finally broken out of the pattern of one snowstorm after another. The temperature was rising, which meant rain. I could see he was going to cum. I said hey lets pick her up and bend her over the chair we can take turns with her nylon ass? Phil agreed and I placed a pillow on the top of the chair so it would be comfortable for the bitch as she was going to be there a while and I didn’t want her to wake up, not just yet. We carefully laid her over the back of the chair; she looked a fucking slut with the top half of her dress down, bra and tits on show together with her lovely big round ass sticking out. I.