And she has to continue anyway, knowing the boy below her is watching.More amazing pale flesh, more tattoos down her thighs. A plump ass with far too ...little material shoved high up her buttcrack. The crotch of her red panties soiled and dark. The tights come off her feet, revealing little painted black toenails to match her fingers. Mindy pauses and triggers the countdown yet again. This is it, she has no choice! Her hands reach back and unfasten her bra. She lets it fall, and tries to cover. "This new revelation radically changed Caitlin's view of the people who surrounded Sonya in the photographs on Ken's hard drive. It wasn't a man she was looking for in the smiling posed figures that tempted Sonya away from her husband. And it wasn't one of Sonya's less frequently featured friends or colleagues. It was one of those sharp-dressed advertising women who hovered around the periphery of Ken's marketing colleagues. But which one?Was it the woman in the too-short skirt and the too-red. My sister’s speech seemed to be a little slurred. I just figured she could not hold her beer.Sis got up to go pee and I got up to get some more beer. I brought three beers to be living room and returned to the kitchen to throw away all the empties. As I returned to the living room, from the doorway I noticed Travis putting a little white pill in my sister’s beer. This really pissed me off, had he been drugging my sister to get her pussy? I was ready to kill this little piece of crap. Then. She was dressed in a business suit and carrying a briefcase."You don't work for them, do you?" she asked."No, Ma'am. I work for the building," he answered, "All the businesses between the 3rd floor and the penthouse lease." Do you know exactly what it is they do up there?" she asked."Well, near as I can tell, they're involved in some kind of plastic surgery or sumpin' like that. I don't get paid to ask questions." Hmmph!" she declared, Well I sure as hell have some questions. The first of which.