The first time I saw her And I looked into her eyes, I found myself hoping That there were no other guys.   The second time I saw her We went out on a date. I thought about that first kiss And found I couldn’t wait.   When we met for the third time I took her to my bed. And when the night was over I felt, this one I could wed.   And when that day came That I took her for my wife, I made myself a promise, That it would be...

Alan picked up the phone and called the front desk and told them he was checking out and asked if they could send someone up right away with the bill. He began throwing his things together almost frantically, his mind racing as he packed. “If they don’t know I’m on to them they won’t be expecting me to leave right away,” he thought. His plan was to pay cash when the bill was brought up and avoid the lobby when leaving the...

August 7 th , 8:00 a.m. Los Angeles “Maggie, I want to go over what we have so far,” I said. “Beckey has a warehouse where she is importing dolls filled with pure cocaine from Bolivia.   These dolls are not going through customs and are being delivered in small packages and probably to different locations.   We don’t know how the money is being transferred but it’s probably cash all the way, and likely being transferred t...

I went back to the office to find out what Maggie had for me.   I needed more pieces to the puzzle and without going to Mexico to talk to Alan, Maggie was all I had at the moment. It was not yet 5:00 and Maggie was still at her desk typing into the computer.   Without looking up she handed me a folder. “The list of properties you asked for,” she said. I took the file into my office and began to look it over.   I discovere...

August 5 th , 8:20 a.m. I went into the office early the next morning, anxious to get to work on the Beckwith case.   As I entered the office I found Maggie at her desk.   “Maggie, I need you to do your thing for me,” I said.   “Alan Jankowski, we need to find him.   Check for arrests, the morgue, hospitals, etc.   Check planes, buses, trains, cruise ships, even rental car agencies.   I suspect he is not dead but don’t le...

August 3 rd , 10:05 a.m. “Robert Eyestone, private investigations, this is Maggie, how can I help you?” “Is Mr. Eyestone in?” the voice on the phone asked. “He is not in at the moment, can I get your name and number and have him call you?” asked Maggie. “Please, this is Mrs. Beckwith, of Beckwith Importers.   My number is 310-555-7600.” “He will call you as soon as he is able.   Thank you Mrs. Beckwith.”   “Hello, is this...

I arrived at the San Diego Bay front Hilton on Tuesday afternoon, checked in and went up to my room. The view was ok but not the best the hotel had to offer. I was on the 14th floor looking south, and the best view was to the north, but from the 14th floor you can see a lot so it was not that bad.As I was unpacking I realized that I had not packed a dress belt. Crap, now what am I going to do. I can't show up at the confe...

I had just finished shaving when I heard the knock at the door.   Hmmm, she’s early.   I pulled my pajama bottoms back on and answered the door.   Carrie walked past me with an impish smile on her face.   She was wearing a thin yellow cotton dress and I could clearly see her nipples and areolas, the cloth was so thin.   I looked her up and down, noting that she looked completely naked.   The short dress buttoned down the...

"Your phone is ringing""I know", I said."Well answer it"."Not now, we need to talk about this""Hello", she answers the phone."Is Bob there?" asks a woman."Yes he is, can I say whose calling?""Sheila"."It's Sheila," she said, as she hands me the phone. I took the phone and ended the call."I'm not talking to anyone but you right now. Nothing of what you have said is true. I'm not seeing any other women. I'm not even interes...

Mark stood at the window looking down at the waiting limo below.   His date for the evening, Charlotte Hansen, had arrived to pick him up.   He dreaded this night, but he knew he had to do it.   She was very rich and influential, and if he treated her well, could bring him business.   Not that he wasn’t doing well already, but cultivating women like Charlotte was the reason he was doing well, and he knew he must continue....

Years ago I had been a member of a motorcycle club called The Rebels.   I still had my vest and every few years I would shake off the dust and wear it to a club reunion.   This year as I pulled up at the Sweet Water Creek Bar and Grill on my Harley I had Heather behind me.   I noticed a number of other bikes out front but I didn’t recognize any of them.   That was not unusual as this was a common biker hangout.   When we...

We went to the Cheesecake Factory for lunch, just like we had done for the past 3 Fridays.   We both love the location and the outdoor seating on the deck with a view of the beach and marina.   We hugged and talked while we waited for a seat.   I didn’t care how long we had to wait, just being with her under any circumstances made me happy. We had met three months ago at a Lakers’ basketball game.   By chance we were sitt...

Melissa and I were seniors in high school. We had a history class together and she sat across and one chair up from me. She was incredibly beautiful and had the greatest looking legs. She knew it too and always wore short skirts. I was good at history and she was not, so she asked me if I would help her study for a test. I almost fell over myself agreeing to help her. We met in the library and I was all business. She trie...

I arrived in Dallas mid morning on Monday and went straight to the hotel to change into business attire.   It was not quite lunch time, so I caught a cab to the office.   This was one of my favorite units to audit because the CFO was very yummy.   He was tall, built like an NFL linebacker, always tan and had a gorgeous smile.   It was also apparent that he was attracted to me.   I announced myself at the front desk and th...

"Samantha Taylor is here." Gayle had stuck her head in the door to announce the visitor. "Bring her in Gayle." I said, as I moved around the desk to meet her at the door. "Samantha Taylor, this is Bob Eyestone," said Gayle, then turned and left the room. "Please have a seat Mrs. Taylor," I said. "Its miss Taylor," she said as she took the proffered seat. "Miss Taylor? Then are you the owner of the Trucking Company?" "Yes...