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They walked together toward a large storefront about half-way down the block. Creighton opened the door and like before, stepped aside to allow her to enter first. Sandra looked around and smiled. There were large portraits of children, families and individual men and women decorating the walls. A small wooden desk sat near a thick black drape.“Very nice work,” she said as she inspected the pictures.“You like them?” he asked, and she nodded. “These are my brother’s kids,” he said pointing at the portrait of three children, two young girls and a boy. The youngest girl looked to be about two and had short dark blonde hair as did her brother who looked to be the eldest, around five or six perhaps. The older girl, she guessed to be around four, had dark-brown hair that curled in ringlets around her neck. Each had the same dark-blue eyes as Creighton and smiled cheerfully from a bench in front of a garden setting.“This is my brother Derek and his wife Kristin,” Creighton said, pointing
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“No,” she nearly shouted. “I can’t do this without you.” Creighton chuckled, kissing her cheek.“Go change. I want you in the violet outfit first, with the stockings and sandals.” He kissed her lips briefly, before turning her toward the closed door and patting her bottom.Sandra stepped through the door behind the camera and set the bags down. The room was not very large, but sufficient with a long vanity and lighted mirror for makeup application, a settee for comfort and several coat hooks to hang clothes on. The walls were encased in mirrors, so she could examine their reflection from every angle.She pulled the items out of the bags and hung them on the hooks. There was a black and red silk teddy, a pale pink negligee and robe, two pairs of thigh-high hose, one dark and the other a suntan, and two lacy garters, one sky blue the other a bright sunflower yellow. There was a bra and panty set of see-through beige and lace, a pair of clear high-heeled sandals with crystal straps, and
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Sandra glanced to Creighton who had been sitting on the chaise watching her pose, one long leg crossed over the other, his arm on the back of the lounge, a wicked smile across his full lips that warned her he was nearing the end of his patience. The last outfit was the pale pink negligee and robe, which she put on quickly, opting out of wearing hose and slipped her feet back into the sandals. She touched up her makeup slightly, blotting off the shine across her nose, chin and forehead. She walked back into the studio to find Creighton reclining on the elegant bed, his long legs stretched out in front of him as he leaned against the headboard, a stack of grey and blue pillows behind him. He smiled at her, reached up and took her hand, pulling her onto the bed. “This is the last set,” he told her in a husky tone. “I’m having a hell of a time keeping myself under control, especially since Chang wants us to use this bed. I keep thinking about how much I want you undressed and sprawled o
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“When I was younger, we had a chair in the parlor that all the kids fought to sit in,” Creighton explained sometime later as they strolled back to the hotel. “It was a big wingback, thick cushions and very comfortable. Every time I would sit in it, Andrew would pull me out and tell me it wasn’t mine. It didn’t have my initials on it.”“And now I have your initials on me.”“That means you belong to me.” Creighton smiled brightly, wrapping her hand in his.It was a little past five o’clock, and Sandra found herself wishing they didn’t have to meet up with Aryana and Daniel. She wanted to spend the rest of the day in Creighton’s arms, in the privacy of their hotel suite. She had less than a week left before she had to go home, and she didn’t want to waste time with a spoiled brat or her father.“Are we really going to eat in the Eiffel Tower?” she asked, remembering he had made reservations for them.“Yes. The restaurant is on the first floor of the tower,” Creighton told her as they re
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Creighton continued his slow torture until she felt certain she would lose her mind. Just as she was about to beg for mercy he stopped and stood up, pressing the tip of his hard, swollen penis against her. With deliberate slowness, he pushed against her until he was sheathed inside her hot, wet, pulsating body. Creighton smiled down into her green eyes and began to move, easing out of her carefully inch by inch then back in again, equally as slow.“Out of everything we’ve done,” he said softly. “This has to be my favorite. You, spread out to whet my appetite, watching your beautiful body laid out like a buffet for my benefit. It’s like Christmas. What could be better?” Sandra moaned as he picked up speed and began to slam into her, until the familiar dizzy sensation overtook her again and she closed her eyes. The heat increased, and the passion built as she felt him grow harder within her tight body. Her muscles began to clutch around him, tipping her into the depths of release as sh
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“I’m Daniel Keane,” he said. “This crazy girl hanging off Mr. Ashford is my wife, Aryana.” “This is my fiancée, Sandra Dennis,” Creighton said dislodging the young girl from his neck. Aryana turned and looked at Sandra, eyes wide and mouth open. “Hello,” Sandra said to her, reaching her hand toward the girl who took it in stunned silence. “I think this is the first time I’ve seen her speechless,” Daniel chuckled, his tone thick with an Irish accent. “Are you ready to get some supper?” Creighton asked, wrapping his arm around Sandra’s waist as Daniel followed suit, pulling his wife out of her sudden stupor. “Crey, I can’t believe you are getting married,” she said suddenly, her own tone identifying her Italian heritage. “This is fantastico. I never thought you would get serious, always the celibe.” Daniel led the four of them toward the restaurant as Sandra turned to Creighton. “Celibe?” “Bachelor,” he smiled. “Oh, I thought she was calling you celibate.” He laughed at her conf
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“She seems like a nice girl,” Sandra said after a few silent moments.“She’s a little nit,” he growled. “She’s in need of a good spanking.”“Not by you, I hope?” she asked and smiled when he turned a shocked, angry eye to her. He relaxed when he saw the amusement pass through her eyes and slid his arm around her waist. The lift was empty except for the two of them, allowing them to speak freely.“The only woman I plan on spanking is you,” he told her, pulling her to face him, his hands caressing her buttocks as his lips found hers. The lift arrived at their destination all too soon for their taste, and the doors opened onto the evening’s cool breeze.Sandra followed Creighton out onto the observation deck of the metal monster’s third floor, and gasped as they walked toward the railing. The sights were spectacular. She could see the entire city from here, the lights of the night twinkled below them, the shimmer of the moon as it reflected off the Seine was breathtaking.“Give me your c
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She placed the necklace, bracelet and earrings on the dresser and removed her iPod from the drawer where she stored her panties, shuffling through the playlists. Taking the small device back into the living area with her, she smiled at the sight of her future husband pouring the hot coffee into two matching white teacups, his feet bare and the tie around his neck absent.“You look stunning,” he told her, carrying the cups to the table where they had just made love a few hours before. “What exactly do you have on under that thing?”“That is something you’ll have to find out for yourself,” she answered with a giggle, turning on the music.“Are you going to dance for me?” he asked with a wide grin.“No, I thought we could dance together.” Creighton looked crestfallen for a moment and she laughed, but he took her in his arms and slowly moved her around the living room floor. The soft sounds of the Broadway love songs filled the room and she soon found herself the recipient of an urgent,
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Sandra hung up the phone with a slam, then glanced to her grandparents who were sitting at the kitchen table. She was starting to get angry with all the rejections and dead-end avenues. She called Davies and told him she wanted him to get the plane ready to go to France, only to be told the police had restricted his flying. They were concerned that whomever it was that had killed her husband would try and sabotage the jet.She was getting frustrated and felt like she was being held back. If she didn’t know better, she would think she was being placed under lockdown. She could understand the police’s concern, but she had more men around her then they had at Fort Knox, and she would be willing to take all of them with her if she needed to.“I can’t leave the house, I can’t go to France, I can’t even gather eggs,” she grumbled as she joined the older couple. “What am I supposed to do? I can’t sit here and wait until doomsday to find out what happened to my husband.”“Honey, you’re going
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The room was warm as the setting sun shone through the blinds. Two detectives sat on the sofa, watching as the man continued to pace the floor. Trying to keep him calm was growing increasingly harder with each hour.Creighton could only assume the horror his family was going through, not to mention Sandra. They had been having difficulties, but this made all of that seem trivial. He had to call her, he had to contact her somehow and let her know he was alive, but the police were refusing to allow him the chance. They had to keep him concealed for the time being, though it was steadily becoming impossible. The man was acting like a caged animal, anxiously trying to find a means of escape.“How much longer do we have to sit here?” he growled, looking to those gathered around.“We need you to remain patient for a little longer,” a bald-headed man told him. “Monsieur Ashford, we understand what you’re going through…”“Like hell you do,” Creighton snapped. “I have a pregnant wife at home w
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“I know she’ll be happy when it’s over,” Emma said, returning to the room, her eyes red from the tears she’d been wiping away. “She can’t let Brandon go to school, and she has to keep the children inside instead of letting them go out to play.”“I’m sure they are going stir crazy,” Cathy said with a frown. “Especially Grace. That little girl is used to having the freedom of the farm to run and play.”“The only good thing is the weather,” William told them. “It’s been really wet, and she doesn’t like getting her dresses dirty.”“Sounds like her aunt,” Andrew said with a soft chuckle.“Maybe we should take this meeting over to my sister’s,” Cathy suggested with a sideways grin.“Let me call Derek and Kristin,” William said, standing and walking to the phone on the wall. “They wanted to know what you found out.”“Just have them meet us at Sandra’s,” Andrew told him. “We can discuss this all there.”“I thought Sabrina and Irena would be here,” Cathy said, looking at Emma who was wrapping
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Parker and Harvey held off the reporters for as long as they could alone, then eventually had to call NHT’s security. Within a few short hours, there were enough burly looking men to scare off anyone trying to get near the house. Sandra kept her children inside, though it really wasn’t difficult. The rain had eased by supper, but just like the past several days, it picked up again this morning.Max growled as he laid of the entry. The noise of cameras clicking, and the soft hum of voices mingled among the breezes of the day. She had tried to watch television, but every station was reporting on the accident. Eventually, she had no choice but to surrender and put on Grace’s favorite princess movie. At least it kept them from listening to those who insisted that there was no hope in finding any answers this soon.Sandra drew a deep breath as she wiped the moisture from her forehead. She had decided to keep herself busy and baked two apple pies, along with nearly a hundred sugar cookies.
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“No, it’s about assuming you knew what I would want. You did this, claiming it was for us when it was for you. You can’t stand the idea that your little sister has something you never would. It was bad enough when I felt like I was competing with Creighton for your attention, but now I’m watching you compete with Sandra for the mother of the year award.”“Stop comparing me to Sandra!” Cathy screamed. “It’s not my fault she’s perfect. She’s always been everyone’s favorite. I can’t tell you how many boyfriends I’ve dumped after I found out they were using me to get close to her. I didn’t want Creighton, but after he chose her over me, it made me angry. I was competing with her again, and she was too stupid to realize it. He chose that simple, no makeup, no fuss girl over me. She shares his bed, when I’m a better lover then she would ever be. She has his money, his admiration, your parents’ admiration, even my grandparents enjoy spending time with her over me. She even has a perfect body
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“Maybe Michelle heard from him,” the boy said hopefully.“I haven’t spoken with her, but I want to call in the morning. She may know something more than the police do.”The two were silent for a long time as they considered their own thoughts, until Sandra realized the tea was gone. She looked to Brandon who looked like he was finally able to fall asleep, then stood and took the cups to the sink.“Come on, son,” she told him, wrapping her arm around his shoulders. “Let’s see if we can get some sleep.”“Mum, can I come sleep with you?” Brandon asked once they reached the second floor of their house.Sandra smiled and hugged the boy, nodding as he looked up to her.“You can sleep on your daddy’s side,” she told him. “Just don’t tell him I let you in our bed. He may get jealous.”Brandon smiled as he walked with her into the bedroom. Sandra helped him between the covers and tucked him in, then left to check on Grace. The house was silent and soft snores of her little girl could be heard
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Sandra paced her bedroom trying to stop her mind from racing through the events of the day. Derek had come home after his mother called him, insisting on picking up Brandon from school. Sabrina called to say the reporters were going crazy with the news of the Tornado’s fire and that she and Giovanni would be home as soon as they could get there.Irena spoke with her parents and insisted on calling in a prescription for Sandra’s nerves, though she refused to use it. She needed to stay alert and concentrate in order to determine what was going on. The last thing she needed was to surrender to the effects of a drug.After speaking with Andrew, William informed the rest of the family about Cathy’s surgery, though he wouldn’t go into detail. He assured them he would check into the reports from his end and stay abreast of the investigation. Once Cathy felt like traveling, they would drive out to Yorkshire to be with the family.Nana tried to get Sandra to let her stay overnight, but she was
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Sandra opened her eyes and looked around. She was in her bedroom, yet she couldn’t remember laying down. The house was silent and the soft pattering of rain outside reminded her that the dog had made a muddy mess of the entry. Then she remembered her grandfather and William coming over, and slowly began to piece together the last thing she remembered.There had been an accident on the Tornado and three bodies were found. She knew in her heart it wasn’t Creighton. She couldn’t even begin to guess who would have been on their ship, or how it ended up at sea, but she knew her husband wasn’t the one killed. Now all she had to do, was convince the others into believing her.Sandra stepped down the stairs to hear Grace talking to her great-grandfather, the dog running from one room to another as he chased his rope and the smells of food drifting out of the kitchen. She stepped into the living room and saw Papa sitting beside Grace, one of her own books open in front of him as he listened to
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Sandra stared at the two men for a long moment as their words began to sink in. When she spoke with her husband earlier that morning, he was still at the hotel. He didn’t mention having plans of returning to the yacht. Why would he go back there when he told her he was packing to come home?Then she thought about the bodies found. One was female. Who was it? Did Creighton lie to her about not being involved with Garcon’s assistant? Had he gone there to meet with her, perhaps a final rendezvous before coming home to his family?“Did you hear what we said?” Papa asked her.“It’s impossible,” she began, her anger taking over her words. Sandra looked down at Grace who was trying to wipe the muddy water from her little dress. She hadn’t understood what her grandparents were saying. All she cared about was her soiled outfit.“Sweetheart, go upstairs and find a clean dress,” Sandra told the little girl. “Put that one in the hamper and warsh your hands. We’ll make lunch when you’ve finished.
