Taking Matters into My Own Hands 03
The warehouse manager interrogates his bound captive I picked up Lyana’s clothes from the floor. As I picked her pants, a USB dropped on the floor from her pocket. I took my laptop from the drawer, turned it on, and inserted the USB. It was password encrypted. “I’m gonna have to ask Lyana for the password.” I opened the drawer again and took a vial of smelling salts from my drawer. I uncapped the vial and put it against Lyana’s nose. Her nose wiggled and her eyelids twitched. Another pass of smelling salts and her eyelids twitched more frequently. Okay, she’s waking up. I moved behind my desk and sat on my chair and watched the spectacle happen. Lyana gave a moan that gave me an erection again. She moaned twice, and her eyes fluttered …