I usually just hung out on the stairs and listened to my I-pod... But I forgot that at home... Fuck... Then I saw Alex and Tatiana heading to me, "Hey... Guys, wheres Megan?" I asked them"She went home early." Tatiana replied with a smile on her faceI wonder why she was smiling, strange that she was smiling that much to! It was sort of a turn on!"Is she OK?" I only had like 200 questions on where she is in my head right now and why is she there... "Yah perfectly fine" Tatiana answered me again. It folded about a year after I got out; with no one there to oversee the finances or keep the ego of the chef in check, it went downhill fast. He called, trying to get me to reinvest, but I declined. He’d already damaged the reputation of the place too badly to come back.Restaurants on the whole have a horrific failure rate, and my accountants were dead-set against it, this time. The security guys checked the chef out and he came out squeaky clean with a really good reputation. He’d already. Jimmy said, “Like you did last night?”I smiled and said, “Well yes but only worse!”Tim said, “Like how many times?”I said, “I don’t know maybe fifty times or more.”Jimmy laughed and said, “Well add another dozen times to that after we got done with her.”Tim said, “Yeah! We each fucked her pussy four times and Tom and Ted fucked her twice.”Jimmy said, “Yeah and then we both fucked her asshole once too!”I said, “What!”Tim said, “She already had cum in there too so we decided to try it!”I couldn’t. Aus dem Dunkeln tauchte das erste Hindernis auf. Sie kannte es von den B?chern. Es war eine Streckbank. Auf der hatte ihre Namensvetterin des ?fteren gelegen und wurde damit gefoltert. Sie ging n?her und impulsiv k?sste sie das alte Holz.?Hallo, Tamara, da bin ich.? Fl?sterte sie leise. ?Ich hei?e auch Tamara, Tamara von Grunwald, so wie du.? Es war dem kleinen M?dchen, als w?re der Geist ihrer Namensvetterin hier drin allgegenw?rtig. ?Was ist mit dir geschehen? Warum enden die Aufzeichnungen.