Suddenly a good idea strikes you. Why don't you just wait in an alley near where Sandra comes out of the office. You know she leaves late, so she'll be an easy target.
You wait for almost an hour, then you spot Sandra, alone. Getting the timing just right, you jump from the shadows, grabbing Sandra and pulling her deep into the alley. You cover her mouth, and her eyes light in fear as she sees who it is. Brandishing a knife, you let her know screaming would be a bad idea. You let go of her mouth, and she whimpers softly, "Richard...what are you doing?"
Instead of answering with words, you reply in other ways. You cup her breasts through her shirt, then...
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