“Okay, did you talk to him? Did he even recognize you?” said Penelope.“Not really, and no,” he said.“Huh?” she said.“He came up to the b...r where I was having a beer to order one for himself, He just kinda acknowledged me, and me him. But then some guy came up to him and they went off, back to his table,” said Grant.“Why the glum look. He’s back. He’s okay. He’s drinking beer,” she said. She looked askance at the man’s demeanor.“Grant?” she said pressing him.“He’s not okay, Pen. He’s got no. “I won’t tell you. I’ll show you!”Jane stripped out of her jeans and sure enough, she was without any underwear. She was also freshly shaved downstairs.“Oh wow!” I declared. “Do you shave every day?”“Almost,” Jane replied, spreading her legs shoulder width apart and working her finger-tips across the swollen lips of her fully exposed vagina.“I bet your husband loves you!” I declared.“Not nearly enough,” Jane disclosed. “I have to beg for oral sex and he’s way too rough.”“I hear ya,” I replied,. He leaned in. ‘Don’t you want to try on anything else? You don’t have to buy it, but, you know…aren’t you curious how you’d look in a…’ he randomly pulled a red dress from a rack next to him and checked the price tag. ‘A two-hundred dollar cocktail dress?’ Anna shook her head, shooting a glance at the shop girl who was standing behind the counter, fashionably clothed in all black. ‘What’s the point if I’m not going to buy it?’ ‘But would you if you could?’ he asked, holding the dress up to. Across the room is another twin bed. Sitting on it is a girl about her age.“Hi roomie.” Her voice sounds like thunder. “I’m Barb. You’re probably a bit disoriented from the kidnapping and what not.”“What? What did you do to me?”“Me? I didn’t do anything. A couple of black robed thugs kidnapped me yesterday. Its pretty much the same story for everyone here.”“Where is here?”“Damned if I know. There’s no cell reception and I spent like eight hours trying to find an exit. It appears we’re.