"Do you really have a solution?" He asked, eyes shining with hope.
Amelia removed her heel, placing her foot on his chest with an alluring grace.
"Of course," she said seductively. "Do you want to hear it?"
Neil gulped, caressing her foot and ankle with trembling hands.
He nodded desperately.
"Then listen." She crossed her other leg, pressing it against his chest as well. "In all these years with my late husband and your friend, I learned a few things from him. In bed, he would answer anything I asked him."
"One night, after our passionate sex, I asked him—'If your company were getting boycotted, what would you do?'"
She looked at Neil and asked, "Do you know what he said?"
Neil shook his head lightly, looking intently at her to know the answer.
He felt that her next words might be the key to escaping from their current predicament.
