my will and then a bag thrown over my head to be dragged here?” “Yeah if you want to go with that version. You have no ties on you.” “Am I free to go?” “Not yet, answer the question.” His first assessment of her was changing and the comment made by Randall made sense. It was strange how she reacted. Farrah was not afraid and that made him wonder why she wasn’t. She should be afraid, anyone else in her situation would be. “I was walking home from that club on 3 rd . I had a bit too much to drink and I didn’t want to get in a wreck or get pulled over. My car is there at the bar and they are going to call it in if I am not back to pick it up early enough. They have done it before.” Nate didn’t like her answer. It was thought through too well. She was not the innocent, slightly dingy girl that he had first thought. She crossed her legs as his dark eyes bore into her. It was distracting, the slight touch of white panties underneath. The sight made him want to bend her over his desk like he had so many before her, but her eyes were blank. She was not in need as he was, unaffected by their closeness. “What did you see?” “Some guys unloading a truck. That’s it. I just want to go home. It’s been a long day. Can’t we just chalk this up as a misunderstanding?” “No, we can’t.” Farrah’s heart sunk and she looked away from his intensity. “What are you going to do?” “I haven’t decided yet. I need to know more about you.” “What do you want to know?” “Where do you work, live, last name. I want to know enough that I can keep an eye on you for a while. Make sure you don’t try to report something you didn’t see to the authorities.” Farrah nodded. She took it as the threat that it was and her throat constricted. If she said something or did something about any of it, it would be more than her that was endangered. “Whatever you want to know. I just want to go home. I don’t care what is going on here.” Nate wanted to believe her, but it was hard to. There was something in her demeanor that made him wonder what was really going on in her mind. Another movement of her legs distracted him and he was once again fantasizing about her big tits bouncing in his hands as he slammed her from behind. *** Farrah answered every question he had. Nate got personal in the end, making her a bit uncomfortable. His dark brown eyes revealed nothing but interest. He was just as big as Randall, but more refined. It was clear he was the boss. It was also clear to her that he was used to getting what he wanted. When he suggest that she stayed the night, Farrah knew that she didn’t have a choice. “I would really like to get home,” she told him. But Nate wasn’t listening. He was giving orders to put her in a room downstairs and she begged him with her eyes, the same thing that her words were asking for. Farrah just wanted to go home. She didn’t want to stay the night anywhere. She wasn’t worried about what would happen to her though, somehow knowing that a man like Nate wouldn’t take anything that wasn’t offered to him. “I’m sorry. I need to make sure your story checks out.” “My story?” “Yes, who you are, where you live. Once I know that you are not lying to me about anything I will let you go. But know that I will be keeping my eye on you. I am sorry that you got involved in all of this, but if you were truthful to me, I can let this all go. There is nothing I would like better than for that to be true.” “And if I lied?” He looked back at her suddenly and his face got dark. “I don’t tolerate lying. It is always taken care of swiftly.” The way he looked at her with those dead eyes made her shiver again. It wasn’t a good one, brought on by his charm and good looks. He was so nice and sweet when he wanted to be, but she had been given a peak into another side of him that she never wanted to see again. Farrah nodded her head that she