One of the men came over to her and grabbed her around the waist. "You're quite young… and so attractive. Where has Conrad been hiding you."

She knew that she would have to be nice to these men, so she raised her eyes to meet his gaze and said, "Well, he's been keeping me all to himself, up to now that is!" There was promise in her voice and the other men were now listening to her conversation as she teased this other man.

Her voice shook with apprehension and she wondered if one of these men might be a police inspector. Conrad did have some of the law on his side and many of the men on the force were "friends" of his, but she tried to block this from her mind.

The man's hand tightened around her waist and he bent to kiss the nape of her neck.

"Well, well," he murmured, "Maybe Conrad will allow us to share the wealth."

He had just finished speaking when Conrad appeared at the door, saying, "Of course, she is such a lovely creature, it does seem a shame to hide her. You don't mind, do you dear?"

She slid away from the man's grasp and walked to the bar.

"No, I don't mind, Conrad," she said quiveringly, "but I do think that I'll have another drink first." She was hoping that she could consume enough liquor so that she would not be fully cognizant of what was about to happen.

The other two men were now watching her as her hips undulated towards the bar and she poured herself another martini. As she bent to put the ice in her glass, her dress gaped just enough in front so they could all see the round, soft fullness of her ripe breasts as they pushed against the confines of the material. She looked up at them as they all stared at her as though they were about to attack.

God, she thought, how can I take on so many men in one evening, what will they do to me?

She gulped down her drink as one of the older men moved toward her. He didn't even look as though he would be able to make love, he looked too decrepit!