It was at that point Julie heard a click and felt the snap of a handcuff round her left wrist as she looked and saw Sarah had snapped a handcuff on her wrist and had attached the other to her own right wrist, "what the hell short stuff?" Julie spluttered. "This time you are not running away until I get all the answers I want," said Sarah trying to fold her arms then realising she couldn't while cuffed so having to contend with drawing herself to her full 5 feet 1 inch stature. "I demand answers and I will torture it out of you if I indian have to, so take me to your hotel room and you and I have some discussing to do." Julie smiled then put on a mock scared face as she adopted a false Cockney London accent, "you have me banged to rights copper, though I ain't squealing or grassing on no-one, you are gonna have to squeeze it out of me." Sarah just stared at her and couldn't help laughing as she said, "what was that in English?" Julie laughed as she said, "doesn't matter let's go to my room." The hotel was non-de but perfectly respectable four-star tourist hotel that surrounded Central Park and the first point of minor panic for Sarah was that they were cuffed together as they walked into the lobby. Julie just simply took Sarah's hand in hers and they strolled casually to the lift. As the lift rose to the 10th floor Sarah looked round and said, "well this isn't the Waldorf." "Nope," said Julie," it can't be as you have knickers on, and you don't wear knickers in the Waldorf lifts ... well so I have heard." Before Sarah could reply the lift doors opened and a couple got on and pressed for the roof top bar. They travelled up in silence and Sarah saw that look of devilment pass across Julie's face that could only mean one thing. The ping announced they had arrived on the 10th floor and after they had stepped and the doors started ass to close Julie said in a voice clear enough that the couple inside would have been able to hear, "so are you sure my husband won't find out about this lesbian sex orgy Miss Whiplash." "Julie you crack me up even after all these years, but I am still mad as hell at you." Sarah said as they entered the room that was nice, but certainly not a presidential suite. "Definitely not the Waldorf," Sarah said as she looked round the nicely furnished but bland chain hotel room., "blown the budget have we?" "Just wanted to travel a little more low key this time, easier to stay away from prying eyes." Julie said then held up their joined wrists, "and do you want to take these off now?" "Not so fast young lady," Sarah said looking at Julie, "I know your tricks, I take off these cuffs and instead of going to the bathroom you will vanish like a puff of smoke. You want this set off you put this other set on with you attached that table." Pointing at the steel and tubed desk that sat against one corner of the room. "Seriously?" said Julie, "surely you can trust me?" but the look on Sarah's face told her that there was no compromise and allowed Sarah to cuff her anal other wrist to the desk before releasing the set that held them together. "OK short stuff," Julie said, "question and answers time, but every question has a price, so for each one you ask you remove an item of clothing." "I will be naked very quickly then as I have so many questions," Sarah laughed, "so how do I pay you then?" Julie smiled, "with 60 seconds of rubbing, and none of this slow sensual stuff I mean proper down and dirty rubbing, but if you cum answers stop." Sarah looked at her for a few moments not considering her options but wondering how quickly she could get naked and perform for this woman who had haunted her dreams for so long. "OK deal," said Sarah, "question one which I have been bursting to ask you, pregnant?" Julie gave a low sad melancholy laugh that sent a shiver up Sarah's spine making her have a chilling premonition that perhaps she was going to wish she hadn't asked the question after all "Yes I was pregnant, though it wasn't planned, more forced upon me if you understand what I mean." Sarah wanted to weep as Julie went on, "always the danger after rape, but when the complications set in I ended up losing the ability to ever be in that position again." Sarah was unsure now if she wanted to go on as the first question had left her numb inside at the thought of her friend being abused and hurt like that. Julie snapped her out of it, "OK that's question one, so let's have that jacket off please." Sarah stood and duly obliged as she looked at her list and said, "next question, McGuire, McGlone or Burns," naming the three Julies on the passports she had found, which one of them is you?" Julie put her head back and laughed, "none of them, and to save you a question, Cooke... Julie Cooke, now that skirt needs to come off." Sarah stood and eased the skirt over her hips and stood with the tails of her blouse covering her brief black lace panties. Why she had worn such a nice lingerie set today Sarah had no idea but thanked the heavens she had, maybe she had a premonition. "Who did own that flat in London? Even after you left there was no rent to pay, no bills it just kept getting paid for," Sarah blurted out as she remembered Julie telling her why she had left before. A whole night’s rest? look at me yes.. Back in the office Alexie is looking at the computer again and sees it timed out so she tries to find it again. Of Asian descent, he’s tall and muscular, and wears his hair in a long ponytail that adds a flair of exoticness to his appearance. Not right now though.” A pleading look in her eyes. 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