She had been travelling to New York for the monthly main board meetings for a couple of years by then, staying in the same hotel, same room even, for ...the majority of those times. Adamantly refusing the temptations and inevitable invitations offered by work colleagues, she invariably spent lonely nights in her suite after eating in the first class restaurant downstairs.That particular day she had been involved in some intense discussions at work, the rivalry between between her and her peers for. Ann and I looked at each other. "Yeah right." We mouthed watching two cougars dressed like 19 year old girls on the prowl.Ann and I walked off down to watch the game. Ann is 18 6' tall a beach babe easily mistaken for a woman a lot older. We watched the first half cheering on our team who despite some mistakes was in front at half time. During the adds our phones beeped and buzzed. Ann was lying on the couch her robe had fallen open and I could see her big full brown breasts her dark stubby. "Sure, I gave him what he wanted. Why not? The way things were set up, Ihad to present myself in person at the bank to the officer handling thetrust - a Mr. Hicks. Then I had to give him the password I had createdwhen the trust was activated. There was no way anybody but me could getat the money. Vic explained that he needed the information to set upthings so I could access the money from my new home in Canada. A letterwould authorize a deduction from my new Canadian bank account to pay. And, dear God, did she ever hurt. It was pain unlike she’d ever felt before. Erin’s chest felt like someone had stabbed her clear through to her core. Her arm pulsed with such an intensity she thought she was going to die and her head. Dear God, had someone smashed her head into a wall? {Accident? Wait. The car. James. Where’s James? I hurt. Help me. Help me. HELP ME!} The pain was so intense, Erin fell back into a blessed state of unconsciousness. The darkness that surrounded her brought with.