Grigori shrugged, and together they went through the low doorway into Alexandra’s dormer room. They had expected to find Elena strapped to the bed, at the least, but both women were sitting at Alexandra’s computer desk. They presented an incongruous spectacle; Elena was at the keyboard, her hair tied back in a ponytail, wearing black jeans and a v neck while Alexandra perched next to her, naked but for collar and stockings high-heeled sandals, delicate silver chains trailing from the rings in her nipples to those in her labia. Before Dmitri could open his mouth to speak, Alexandra turned to him with shining eyes. “You must see what Elena has done for us” she beamed “It’s wonderful”! She laid a tiny hand on the other’s shoulder, “Show them” she urged. “I think you should” said Dmitri, and Elena showed them The amateur King in Yellow site. “This site is not generally known, and should not be,” she explained, her brisk, business-like manner contrasting with Alexandra’s girlish teen enthusiasm, “although it is impossible to link it to us. It connects to an encrypted network of criminals and fraudsters…” She caught Dmitri’s raised eyebrow “I worked in security,” she explained “until today”. Continuing, she explained how the screen would capture the totality of an individual’s identity, from their state identification number to their financial records to their membership of social and cultural groups. These would be then sold on to be cloned by disparate criminal gangs who would, between them, create a false trail so chaotic as to defy the most intensive of missing persons investigations. It was highly unlikely, she went on, that even a perfunctory investigation would take place because all the evidence would point to the submitted person having simply run off to start a new life abroad, like so many others. Financial assets would be laundered through many layers in many continents and ultimately fund the whole process. Alexandra became excited again at this point. “We have women submitted already.” she blurted out “We already have everything we need!” Dmitri silenced her with a glance, but he turned to Elena with new interest. “See here?” said Elena “This is The King in Yellow as only we can view it. There are five victims listed in this column and here a sixth - newly submitted and yet to be processed. The five have asian already completely vanished from their previous lives; they are variously thought to be missing at sea, travelling abroad, dead in the terrible 271 air disaster – none of japanese them is being sought by the authorities. Their combined wealth, including life insurance payments and so forth, is deposited in this trust”. She opened a fresh screen and Grigori gave a low whistle. The room went quiet. “And we have a property” Alexandra interjected. Dmitri and Grigori turned the bed around to sit facing the screen. Elena’s work was displayed before them. They were now the anonymous tenants of a deconsecrated convent - the only building in a Svitavian mountain valley, serviced periodically by agencies and leased in perpetuity through an offshore holding company. Alexandra stroked Dmitri’s hair and breathed into his ear. “I trust her. We should go to see it”. She was trembling. “There are four victims there, waiting to be killed. And there will be more. Laura tried to be a good slut for her brother and kept her mouth and eyes open. I turn and I see the girl Amanda warned me about. What initially interested me was the outgoing bartender-like attitude. He looks down from his bedroom window and sees his Mom and Sister playfully splashing around in the swimming pool. And in her amateur current body-position, Lisa's outer pussy lips were so thick and fleshy that they closed up completely to form a long perfectly-vertical slit that effectively hid all of the inner parts of her pussy from view--including her clitoris. teen I was tempted to bend down and kiss her, but thought to myself, is this really what I think it is? Is my niece giving me a come-on, or is it that she just has had a glass too much to drink? "How about japanese we go to school and ask to visit the teachers and see what they stockings say. I was not going to make out with them, and I certainly had no chance of fucking them. Her other was a queen. Gara… If only you were here to advise me. What am I supposed to do? Her lips are like fire. I had never actually done it before with another man. I'd read about it on porn sites. "Linda and I have talked about it. He could go with us to asian our friend’s restaurant right down the street and we could catch up on old times. Jeff took a rolled up cable from his pocket and clipped one end of the cable to Deb's right nipple ring. I suddenly stopped, how in the hell did I know all of this? “Do you really want to let this hottie slip away?” Jennifer asked incredulously. She said, a worried look on her face. Her 36DD were her real asset, and her wide hips that lead to what only could be described as an incredibly fat ass. Even though he wouldn’t admit it, a part of Joe died that day because he and his father were very close. They did, and I said climb in the water and get used to it first then I will show you how. These papers state the marriage is unlawful as Ian has never been a proper man.” The tall lawyer harrumphed at them. That debate set up a banter between Ash and me, of course always while deeply into some orgasmic state.