Sitting in the dark nearby, it was all she could do not to let those lovely little bells jingle on the end of her cap.  Her grin thought just wouldn't at all be suppressed.  She could hear the fear in Rachel's voice, and she loved every second of it.  It was such a delicious sound, that fear, and it always made Harley wiggle and squirm hearing it from a victim.<br/><br/>This first part was perfect.  She couldn't see, she couldn't hear and yet her eyes and ears worked.  She was alone, and yet she knew she wasn't.  The boss was going to love this one.<br/><br/>Harley pulled her hand free of her leotard, idly licking at her fingertips.  Moans of fear were such a turn on.  She had to move quietly now, carefully.  Didn't want to disturb the woman before the boss got to her, and he'd be here so soon...