Andy woke up and he couldn't see. There was something on his eyes. He went to move it, and discovered he couldn't move his arms. He tried to sit up, but he couldn't move his legs either. Something nice and soft kept him bound to the bed. "What the HELL!"

A soft mouth kissed his neck and his cheeks. He could smell Andrea's perfume. "What are you doing?"

She smiled, not that he could see her, and began to kiss her way up and down his body. She softly cupped his manhood and rubbed used a little lube and began to stroke him.

His hips rose of the bed as he tried to escape, but it was futile. Andrea tied very good knots. "If you try and get out," she warned, "they'll get tighter."

She sipped hot chocolate and then bit his nipple. The heat set his nerve endings a blaze. He groaned loudly. She continued to tease his chest and his shoulders. She slipped an ice cube in her mouth and sucked on it for a few seconds. She put the cube in a cup and then quickly sucked him into her mouth

"AAAHHHHHH!" Her icy breath sent chills. She rubbed the cube across his chest. He broke out into a cold sweat. The anticipation driving him insane. She warmed up her mouth again and went back to sucking. She switched between hot and cold. He never quite knew when she was going to change her mind.

He hissed, growled, screamed and cursed as she teased his dick. When he had enough, she began to suck him dilligently. When he was getting close, she sucked another ice cube, and then began licking his nuts.

"AAAHHHHH FUCK!"

She smiled. He was so much fun to torment. He was usually, strong, masculine and in control. She had him undone. She took pity on him and finished him off. He exploded in her mouth. She tickled his chest with a feather, causing him to break out in a fit of laughter.

"You stop that," he yelled between laughs. She untied his arms, and left him to do the rest.

He pulled off his bandana and looked to see Andrea in a little nightie. "Why on Earth did you do that?"

"I woke up, and you looked very delicious. I wanted to have my way with you." Her fingers ran across his chest.

He couldn't be mad at her. It was kind of fun, not that he was going to admit it. "You used my ties."

"They were nice and soft."

He grabbed her and pulled her under him. They started making out. "Now, it's my turn."

Kyle's House.

Kyle was fast asleep. Rusty's back was sore. Kyle was very rowdy in the bed last night. Rusty took a shower. The hot water felt great on his back. He dried off and went back to Kyle's room, looking for his clothes.

"Come back to bed." Kyle muttered as he rolled onto his back.

Rusty walked over to Kyle. "Time to get up."

Kyle grabbed Rusty's hips and rolled him into bed. "Not yet. You smell good." Kyle had no intention of going anywhere. Rusty closed his eyes.

Gabriel's Apartment.

David woke up. He didn't feel comfortable in his own bed anymore. He saw Eliza curled into a ball, big blue eyes looking right at him. "You want me to drive you home."

"You don't want me here?"

"I don't want me here."

"What's wrong?"

"This place doesn't feel right anymore. It hasn't in a long time. This probably sounds dumb."

"No, it doesn't." She cupped his face in her hands. "Let's go." He took a work outfit for the next day, and the day after that and they went to her place.

The Park

Brenda and Fritz took Hunter to the park. They had no idea when Bobby was coming home, and she needed to play. They took her to a field and played fetch. Out of the corner of her eye, Brenda saw these giant fabrics hanging from a tree. "Fritzi, what is that?"

"I dunno. Check it out and come back. I don't want to bring Hunter near too many people."

Brenda wandered over. She saw a woman hanging in the fabric, flipping, swinging and swirling in the air. Brenda was in awe. She was mesmerizing. Brenda didn't notice the man approaching her.

"She's great isn't she."

"Oh Hi! Yes, she is. What is she doing?"

"She's a silk performer. She's worked with the Cirque du Soleil. Right now, she's running her own studio."

"That's great."

"You should give it a try."

"Oh, no. I'd land right on my head."

"You start by the ground, Silly, and you have the figure about it."

"She teaches in the studio down the street," he pointed at what looked like a ballet studio. "Beginner's classes on Tuesday night. You should check it out."

"Maybe I will."

Brenda returned to Fritz and Hunter. "She was amazing Fritzi, swirling and rising and falling."

"She was flipping around on silks."

"Yeah. No harness or mat or anything. She was up really high. She teaches a beginners' class on Tuesdays."

"You going to go."

"Oh no. I'd land right on my head."

"I don't know. I've seen your body do some amazing things."

"Oh Stop."

Hunter barked. She wanted to play. Brenda tossed her the ball.

Sharon's House

Bobby liked to watch Sharon sleep. Her lips were soft. Her breasts rose and fell with her breaths. Just the sight of her was enough to get him hard. He closed his eyes and began to stroke himself. He grunted and groaned as he imagined himself deep inside of her.

Sharon could hear a noise. She rolled over and saw Bobby jacking off. She liked watching him, his muscular body glistening in sweat. Her hand slipped down between her thighs. Just watching him got her wet.

"FUCK!" he muttered. "I wanna fuck you so bad, Sharon."

Sharon smiled. She pushed his hand away. He opened his eyes. She was looking straight at him. She took him in her hands and straddled him. She slowly rubbed him against her wetness, causing him to grunt and growl. "AW FUCK!"

She teased him and then slipped him inside of her. His hands found her ass, and he began to massage it. "OOH! That feels really good." She braced herself on his shoulders. He began to thrust. She ground her hips into him, matching his thrusts. "OH-OH-OH-OH-OOOOOHHH! FUCK ME!" He began thrusting harder. Soon, he flipped her and began to really pound her. "OH YES! YES! YES!"

He grunted and growled as he drove himself into her. Her legs locked around his hips. She didn't want him to stop. She arched her back, and he thrust his face into her breasts, his tongue driving her wild.

"AWWAWAWAW!" she started cumming, hard. He held her through her orgasm and continued to thrust. He gently lowered her onto the bed, his hands gripping her shoulders, and he fucked her into another orgasm. He came in her and then collapsed on the bed.

"Don't leave," she whispered into his ear.

"I'm not going anywhere."

Atlanta, GA

Michael was at the jewelry store, looking for rings. He wanted to find her something perfect. He saw lots of rings. He wanted to get her something sizeable, but he wanted classy, not gaudy. He didn't see exactly what he wanted. They said they would get new pieces in about a week. He said he'd be back.

Cousin Jacob got the letter from Joyce's lawyer. There was no way Bobby should have to pay her 10k, for what?

He would call Bobby about it tomorrow, but he thought it was time to set up a mediation with Joyce's lawyer. He started making a list of non-negotiables. She wasn't touching his 401k or his pension, and he wasn't paying her shit. If she wants money, she can find that plumber. She hadn't mentioned SSI when he retires, so he wasn't going to bring it up.

He heard a loud bang in the back. His neighbor's frisbee hit his gutter again. Damn those kids need to learn how to aim.

Washington, DC

Charlie was picking out new clothes. She had an interview for the semester visit to UCLA, and she wanted to look her best. She found a black skirt and a white blouse. It came with a black blazer, and she got new shoes. She decided to wear her hair up. Hopefully, she'd make a good impression.

Monday

Taylor had the daunting task of looking for Branson's replacement. Did he pick someone from FID? Did he look outside from another department? Did he hire from outside the force? He drank his coffee and sighed.

His secretary was told not to let Taylor be disturbed. She was fielding calls, trying to keep everyone at bay. A lot of people wanted to talk to him, and they didn't care too much that he was busy.

A Lieutenant was running FID in the mean time. It wasn't so hard as long as there was no officer uses of force.

Major Crimes

The DNA came back. It was a match for Stroh. They sent the results to the DA's office. This was their problem now. Their new case involved a string of muggings downtown. They started as purse snatching, but they were escalating in violence. They had a composite of a man. He pulled a knife on two women last week.

Mercy Hospital

A man came into the door with a bruised up face and broken ribs. He walked into the hospital and collapsed on the floor. The nurses rushed to him and began giving him CPR. They attached him to a breating machine and tried to figure out what was wrong with him. He had a broken rib, which had caused a lot of internal damage. He needed surgery now.

The DA's office

Brenda was having a tussle with the FBI. They wanted her to help them, but they didn't want to tell her what all the case was about. She wasn't going half way into a case, either they let her in, or they found someone else. They tried to get Fritz to schmooze her, but he wanted nothing to do with this case. They had an informant who went missing. They weren't sure if he ran away or got axed and they didn't want to tell Brenda that he was an informant because they didn't want to tell her on what he had informed them. Brenda told them good luck and hung up the phone. She had no time for this mess.

Bobby's Work

The building was on schedule, but the board was worried. Their client had just gotten indicted for tax fraud. They weren't sure if he'd be able to pay them or if the government would try to seize the building for lack of payment. They knew the government wouldn't honor the contract. They had their lawyer discuss their options. He told them to keep working as long as their client was paying on schedule. They could put a lien on the building if he didn't pay, and if they recorded it, then any subsequent purchaser, even the government would get stuck with the lien. They would get paid. It just might not be when they anticipated payment. The lawyer also drafted a demand letter for them to send to the manufacturer since his screw up cost them money.

The Museum

Eliza was working with the curator on the lighting for her exhibit. She was excited that the grand opening was coming soon. Her agent asked her if she had anything new coming along.

"I'm still in the concept phase, but I have a new project that should be thrilling, well if the world sees it as I do."

"Great. Keep it up. You're white-hot right now."

Major Crimes

Raydor had Tao send out a sketch of their mugger to the news stations. She was a little worried that the composite might taint later ids, but she was more worried that the mugger would escalate his crimes even further. She was just giving directions to the rest of her team when Taylor's secretary appeared.

"Chief Taylor would like to see you."

"Right now?"

"I wouldn't come later."

Sharon left her team. "Provenza, please get everyone situated." She couldn't believe she left him in charge.

She followed the secretary up to his office. He sat there, staring at his plane. "Oh, Captain. Thank you for coming on such short notice."

You mean no notice? "No problem, Chief."

"So I need a replacement to head FID, and I don't know who to hire."

Sharon didn't know either. She was glad to not have to make such decisions. He showed her a stack of candidates. She read through them. Captain blah blah, Blah, Commander, so and so, etc. They all looked okay, but none of them stood out to her.

"The head of FID," Sharon began, "has to have a great attention to detail and be able to handle getting the brunt of other officer's frustrations. Officers often take it personally when their judgement is challenged. Not, everyone is cut out for this. All of these candidates seem okay, but none of them stand out to me as being exemplary for this job."

"I can't argue with that. I don't know where to go here."

"Have you thought about hiring someone with FID experience in another department?"

Taylor sighed. He liked hiring people from the inside. He knew how he felt when Chief Johnson first got here. "Maybe, your right. I prefer …."

"People on the inside, but FID is a relatively young division. Sgt Elliot would make a great leader with more experience, but he needs more guidance. A more experienced officer could provide that and then the reigns could be passed on to someone here."

"You mean like a mentor."

"Yes."

"Not a bad idea. Thanks." Sharon went back to work. Provenza had the team running smoothly. Tao was looking for the stolen jewelry on craigslist, eBay and had the images sent to pawnshops and flea markets. Sanchez and Sykes were looking through the victims' statements trying to establish an MO. Flynn and Provenza were making a map of the muggings. Criminals often start where they live and branch out as they get more confident. The attacks started in one neighborhood and moved westward across the downtown area.

Tuesday

The FBI couldn't find their informant or any sign of him. The longer it took, the more worried they were.

They had a meeting, a group of stuffy, white men in suits.

"I don't think we should bring a civilian on this case."

"What choice do we have? He was our case."

"We could wait for him to turn up dead like our other informants."

"Very funny."

"I say we call Miss. Atlanta."

"Why should we have to tell her anything?"

"Because we can't find him."

"She closes her cases."

"We've used her help before. She got one informant killed and another one to choose jail over us."

"Case Closed!" People snickered.

Bobby's work.

During lunch, he got a call. "Hello, Jacob what's the haps."

"She sent a counter-offer. She wanted the house and 10k."

"10k for what. I paid for that house she's getting it all. Also, she lives off her daddy's money anyway."

"What money?"

"She has some kind of trust from her dad or granddad or something. She doesn't have to worry about anything."

"Where does this money go?"

"Her clothes, makeup, spa treatments, we used some for vacations."

"Why didn't you mention it?"

"I didn't think it mattered."

"It does. I can use this for mediation."

"When's that?"

"Thursday."

"All Right."

"Anything else about your finances?"

"Uh, I think she might own a rental property with a sister."

"Do you know where it is?"

"116 Main St. Portland, Maine."

"I'll look it up."

Jacob looked up the property. It had been a joint tenancy between Joyce and her sister. They both had conveyed the property to Bobby, and then had been mortgaged. Jacob called Joyce's sister.

"Hello."

"Who's this?"

"This is Jacob, I am an attorney representing Robert Johnson, and I was wondering if you could answer some questions about a property in Maine."

"What about it?"

"The record shows that you and your sister conveyed the property to Bobby in 1995. I was wondering if you could tell me why."

"Oh, we wanted to build a house on it, but I didn't want the house in our name, so we conveyed it to Bobby and had him take out the mortgage."

"May I ask why you didn't want the property in your name."

"Well, I was trying to buy up the other houses on the block and I thought that …."

"They would charge you more if they knew you were seeking all the houses."

"Yeah, so I had Bobby buy that house from me. The mortgage is almost paid off. I made every payment."

"I know, but now Bobby and your sister are divorcing."

"You don't think Joyce would try and take my house."

"She could try."

"We have to stop her." She hated Joyce. "I already sold the other houses and I have a lease on this property."

"How do you have a lease if he owns it?"

"Bobby and I signed a long term lease. He said I could sublet it."

"Can you send me a copy of your lease with him?"

"I'll fax it now."

"That would be great. One more thing, Jacob."

"Yes."

"Give her hell." She hung up.

What an odd family.

Jacob got the lease. It was a 30 year lease with an option for another 20 year renewal. Jacob faxed a copy to the Maine recording office. Now, if Joyce wanted to try and take, it she would be subject to the lease.

Jacob then called Joyce's trustee, her uncle. He told her that she has been getting $5,000 checks every four months for the past 10 years and she would keep getting the checks for another 15.

Jacob made a plan for the mediation