His lips were so hot against her cool, damp skin. ‘Will, you’re driving me crazy. You’ve been driving me crazy for eleven years.’ ‘I know I... have, Brook. And I enjoyed every moment of it.’ He nipped her lobe and tongued her ear. It was wet and sloppy, but so hot and disgustingly sexual. Her knees felt weak. She could feel his hardness pushing against her pelvis. At that moment, there was nothing but Will. ‘Brook,’ he whispered, ‘would you like to go to my bedroom?’ He looked into her eyes and. . breast..... chicken breast......Before she could stop herself she was imagining that she was being bought in a butchers, naked and displayed in a glass counter, with metal stakes pushed deep into each udder, clearly labelled with the weight and quality.... She could even hear the discussion between the customer and the butcher as they discussed how much meat was wanted that day - this image made her heart pound and she gasped in surprise... she couldn't believe that she was in any way. At the time this is written though, marriage was an as yet not even a distant thought, she was a student, and a clever one at that, destined to be a high flyer, which she now is. She and her girly group worked hard, played hard, and to get a holiday a bunch of three of them, who hung about together, decided to holiday in a Spanish holiday destination, and let their hair down a bit! This particular group, had a code that included, setting one another odd tasks, to do, things that took a bit of. ” Robert told her.While the others were dealing with Svetlana and Gregory Michaels, Petra was looking at the cell data she got from the cell phones. She had read over the texts that Svetlana had on her phone. Pouring over the emails and text messages, Petra was making notes from certain messages that caught her eye.“What does that mean?” She quietly asked herself.“What does what mean?” Talitha asked her as she set a cup of tea next to her.Petra took a sip and smiled. “You have excellent taste.