After she falls asleep

Pricilla insisted Rick spend the night saying she felt like a whore when men walked out after having sex. Which was fine with him.

After three bouts of lovemaking, they fell asleep in each other's arms.

Rick awoke around three, refreshed by the sex and sleep, and decided to get back to work.

He'd noticed Pricilla's laptop at a small desk in her bedroom and turned it on.

Corporate security would not have been pleased to see she hadn't bothered with a password so Rick opened file explorer and checked for any informative documents.

It appeared that Pricilla was something of a fan of sexy fan fiction, which was intriguing if not surprising, and that she also collected videos of huge-titted women which was surprising considering how she'd complained about her oversized breasts but definitely understandable, from Rick's perspective. Neither, however, was especially helpful in his quest to stay safe, keep his friends from getting killed, or learn more about the company.

Her e-mail, though, was more helpful. A stern e-mail from her boss, Fred Palendike, told her that she was to back off from researching security because the company had already hired Black Hat, Inc. to manage it.

He googled Black Hat, Inc. and came up empty. Or rather he found lots of information about some security conference, but nothing about an actual company of that name that provides bodyguard or similar services.

After a frustrating couple of hours, he heard Pricilla stirring.

"Hey babe," he said, "hope you don't mind I used your computer to check my e-mail."

"Huh? No problem."

"I think we have time for a little fun before you have to go to work," he said.

She grinned at him. If she'd had any suspicions, that suggestion definitely took them off her mind. "What did you have in mind?"

"Bend over the bed and I'll show you."