Sienna
In Love With Music
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- Apr 9, 2001
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Claire IC:
"You and I were destined to meet." Clarke whispered. He held the pearls in his fingers. "Well, have you thought about what you want me to do? I only want you to be happy." His eyes were so entrancing. His hand slipped over my breasts and over my navel. I was tied to the bed and unable to move. His fingers opened up my sex and I could feel him pressing gently against my clitoris. "I will treat you like I have trated no other woman ever before. You will be the most beautifully dressed woman in New York after this."
I looked up at him, feeling his fingers in me, making me cum. "After what?...." I replied, half knowing that something was not as it should be. "Tell me.....what is going on here..."
"Shhhhhhh.....enjoy this moment. What would you like me to do?"
"Tell me Clarke......please tell me what is happening."
"If you insist. But remember this, you do not know anything at all. You are supposed to be innocent in all of this. The deal is we do not tell you. But then you are so persistent." He stopped what he was doing, savouring the juices on his fingers and looked at me smiling. "Those pearls are genuine. The ones that Brad shown you are fake. We had them replaced earlier by someone in the jewellers. You are to return to London with them and your boss will deal with things from there on. They are very valuable indeed. Its what we do. There.....I told you."
"You are a jewel thief?" I asked.
"Not only jewels my darling Claire. But anything that is of value in this world. My forte is paintings. Our business tomorrow is yet another scam. As you know, our meeting is to discuss the trade of a famous master......."
"....a fake no doubt?" I replied.
"You and I were destined to meet." Clarke whispered. He held the pearls in his fingers. "Well, have you thought about what you want me to do? I only want you to be happy." His eyes were so entrancing. His hand slipped over my breasts and over my navel. I was tied to the bed and unable to move. His fingers opened up my sex and I could feel him pressing gently against my clitoris. "I will treat you like I have trated no other woman ever before. You will be the most beautifully dressed woman in New York after this."
I looked up at him, feeling his fingers in me, making me cum. "After what?...." I replied, half knowing that something was not as it should be. "Tell me.....what is going on here..."
"Shhhhhhh.....enjoy this moment. What would you like me to do?"
"Tell me Clarke......please tell me what is happening."
"If you insist. But remember this, you do not know anything at all. You are supposed to be innocent in all of this. The deal is we do not tell you. But then you are so persistent." He stopped what he was doing, savouring the juices on his fingers and looked at me smiling. "Those pearls are genuine. The ones that Brad shown you are fake. We had them replaced earlier by someone in the jewellers. You are to return to London with them and your boss will deal with things from there on. They are very valuable indeed. Its what we do. There.....I told you."
"You are a jewel thief?" I asked.
"Not only jewels my darling Claire. But anything that is of value in this world. My forte is paintings. Our business tomorrow is yet another scam. As you know, our meeting is to discuss the trade of a famous master......."
"....a fake no doubt?" I replied.