One bottle of wine later, and having both set the world to rights (and discovered a discreet sufficiency of information about each other) he settled t...e bill and they returned to the hotel. Each knew the other certainly had NO negative sex-appeal. In fact, Freya had found herself increasingly wondering about black men in general, and Greg (she was now using his shortened name) in particular. For his part, Greg was enjoying the natural urges of any red-blooded male when confronted with. Who was that man? Was he working with her? How long has this been going on? Why? Was she fucking him?For the next half hour I remained in the privacy of my office's bathroom trying to sort out my mind. Gradually new emotions began to surface. Disappointment, sadness and anger, followed by a strong desire to seek revenge. A whole spectrum of intense emotions which tended to create a maelstrom of reactions took hold of me. I wanted to kill Nancy, I wanted to hug her and ask her to stop, I wanted. All you have to do is prick your finger on thespindle." My finger... on the spindle?" Eliza asked, befuddlement written on herface. "I don't understand. How is that a curse? How will that set mefree? And... Where's M- the queen?" She won't be joining us, today," the king announced, grabbing at Eliza'shand. "Now. Your finger. Stretch it out please."Eliza curled her fingers in response, even as the king pulled herforcefully toward the spindle."Your finger," the king repeated."...What will it do. We went along to the bar and found it was called Club Cherie and it turned out to basically be a brothel. Nonetheless we went in and there was maybe 9 hookers 3 single blokes and us. We ordered some beer and as i gently played with her cunt she leant over and started to suck me off as we were sitting o the bar stools - the woman behind the bar indicated this was not on however so i had to stop her.After about 15 minutes a dutch guy - Michael - came in who we had briefly said hello to on our way.