Twenty-eight year old Alisa turned her pale blue eyes to Tony as he ambled to her car. "Excuse me, could you tell me the way to Van Nuys Boulevard? I ...seem to be lost."Tony looked down at the woman, her pretty white face staring up at him with anticipation. He could see the tops of her braless tits in the low cut, hot pink dress she was wearing. Perfect legs extended from the short skirt. "This is a rough neighborhood," he said to her with a calm, even voice. "You shouldn't be here."She did not. She told him to tell his friends what they felt like; with that, they told him to move her legs wider. His fingers found their way to the thin gusset of her skimpy knickers; she was very wet and she moaned as his finger slid into her slit. She was really turned on. Her nipples were rock hard and stood out clearly through the thin material of her bra and silk blouse. As he was fingering her pussy she undid the buttons on her blouse and eased her tits out of her bra. She then hooked her fingers. , Stat. As soon as we land, 'shit' will happen. Don't worry though, everything will be fine, when I tell you, drop to the ground, act like you are injured or dead even. Your girls should be hysterical, panic stricken even, a Medical team will take you and them away.From then on, you and your girls will start a new life with us."That was the first time I had met Phil Brown. Natasha and Katya seemed to be better informed than I was. I later learned that the 'death scene' needed to seem real and. It cures that malady faster than any doctor can cure a disease. Once married, quickly out of love, until the next love appears."Mme. Reynard was typically French when it came to love and marriage. Marriage was not for love and love was not for marriage. They were separate. Her advice was for me to wander down to the boulevard and find myself a young pretty woman for consolation. Wine and a willing woman would cure my malaise, or so she said. I would have nothing to do with such a suggestion..