..until I allow you!” Kay smiled, picked up a file on her desk, and left me like a human tripod standing there.I couldn’t concentrate all day. I w...orked, but I couldn’t remember simple tasks, and to be honest, I was a complete mess. My sexual desire for Kay was like no other desire I have ever had for a woman!It was 5 to 5; I looked up at Kay’s desk - she wasn’t there! ‘Fucking hell! Don’t tell me this is a wind-up and she’s left early?’Suddenly I heard a voice “Mr. Stevens...would you follow me. Walking around the park and seeing what was where, using a map we were given. At last we stopped at the Plaza Restaurant to get some lunch.You must know that as soon as we entered this park I had spied my Erica sitting on a bench watching as people entered. She saw me as I saw her. I smiled and she smiled back. Kathy didn't notice. She was too busy looking at the map they handed out at the gate. Erica arose and began following us discretely. She looked very pretty. Her long, blond hair was. At the same time, this gave me a chance to study our opponents up close. They had become my enemies also when I agreed to the impersonation. Every day I was drawn more and more into the spider web of intrigue. A dozen times I almost bailed on them. This was their fight, not mine. Equal parts greed and a growing pity for Roberta Hundley kept me in the game.Two men in their early fifties and a woman just a few years younger escorted us into an inner office. Everything was done to intimidate and. But it was too late, she was a part of him now, one he could not shake. Days drifted into weeks, weeks into months and Catharine still filled Pierre’s mind. He’d see her here or there, parties and premieres, but their interactions were limited and brief, far too brief, for Pierre. At night, alone in his head, she was his. He’d push her down on his bed, as she writhed, resistant beneath him, he’d press himself into her, listening to her sighs and squeals, deeper and deeper into her depths,.