I figured indexing the files on all six computers according to my own list of keywords would speed the search and I wouldn’t have to watch her prost...itute herself.As soon as the bank opened in the morning, Cinnamon drove me down and I got a safe deposit box. I deposited all the jewelry. We went to the office next. I don’t like entering the office in disguise but with Cinnamon guarding the front door, I closed and locked mine so I could open the vault.I still remember the first time Dag opened. He doesn't care about his body and health. Believe it, or not, he smokestoo, both cigarettes and cigars.His wife, Rachel, is a beauty. She was a model (TV, paper and runways)before she met Peter. She is 5'11", real blonde hair, piercing blues andshe is so thin. She is the opposite of Peter, she swims, jogs, doesaerobics classes. She looks perfect all the time. The amazing thing isthat she is so smart too. She has bachelor's and master's in economics fromWellesley College (they met at a. ?She told me to lie down on the bed. ?She sat next to me and started playing with my nipples- I love nipple play-: squeezing them, pinching them, licking the, and biting them; alternating pleasurable sensations to painful sensations. ?My eyes were glazing over. ?She started kissing me very passionately and sensually; next thing, I know she wants me to make love to her. ?When I refuse, she gets utterly pissed" I can't believe that this is happening to me! Nobody has refused to have sex with me.. It would have todo for now.I grabbed my wristlet, slipping everything back in, and stole a finalglance in the mirror. I looked amazing - this had been my fantasy forthe longest time, and now I was living it. A beautiful woman looked outat me, in a flowy sundress. I was going to get my nails done. I feltmore right and truly more comfortable than I had in a very long time,perhaps years. I felt more like...myself, if that makes any sense?I went back into the living room, where Taylor was waiting..