It was my name now. I was free do as I pleased with it.Anna?No. Lisa.Lisa Pennington. That's who I'd be. Lisa Pennington.I crouched to lift the book f...om the carpet. I wanted to know my date ofbirth before I came face to face with my reflection.When I saw it, I gasped.July 17th 1975.The same as it had always been.That wasn't a coincidence. It couldn't be.What the hell was going on here?I'd have a go at solving that riddle later. First I had someone to meet.I turned towards the wardrobe unit.. . well, like a small war had been held in it yesterday. I looked at the bullet holes, broken decorations, and the hunk of twisted metal that was one of the fire exit doors the day before and remembered seeing those explosions on the monitors. It’d been such a nice place the last time I walked through it.Contessa Helena de San Finzione sat on one of the couches and beckoned us over. She was on the phone with Maria, speaking Italian. I knew this not just because she said Maria’s name, but because. "I think I love you," Vanessa signalled. "I didn't know what it was that I felt for you this last few months but now I do."Helen clasped Vanessa's hand, looking deep into her eyes and seeing the passion staring back at her. "What do you want to do?" Can we go somewhere where we can be together?" Now?" Yes."Across the road from the shopping centre was a small motel and Helen had no problem securing a room and charging it to her Syntel credit card. The room was basically furnished but the only. They stood close together in a circle around me. I reached up and began wanking each one before giving each one a wet, sloppy suck, just to let them know what was to come. I beckoned the nearest guy to me. He was short, and from the look of his skin I thought it might be Mr Lee from the Chinese restaurant down the road. I could smell sweet and sour on him. He rubbed his dick before I took his hand away and took him into my mouth. I began sucking him off, fondling his balls, lost in the moment..