He had better go along with it, she thought - goodbye Douglass if he did not!She looked out of the window and saw that it was still dark. It would not...be for long, though, she thought, before the eastern sky became paler with the approach of another rosy dawn. Time for her to grab her weary mind and body a few hours' desperately needed sleep. She still had a job to go to and without the million from the old man, she would need to do her level best to keep it.The idea of being kept, for the. The main part of his brain, that which was situated between his legs, had taken over.A few minutes later, both of them having satisfied their lusts, she broke away, kissed him again and rushed off leaving a rather bemused Ned behind. He adjusted his trousers with the thought that the encounter had definite overtones of Cinderella, and rejoined the festivities.Just before midnight he found himself dancing with Lady Eleanor, which struck him as odd, because he couldn't remember her ever dancing. She responded to me by taking a step back pushed her bum into my lap. We must have danced closely for several minutes before I thought better of myself. I let her go, thinking what the hell are you doing, this is your friends’ wife? She just turned around and smiled as I led myself out of the kitchen back outside.As the night turned into early morning there were a few more “close encounters” with Christine. She’d be in the kitchen and shake her booty as I’d take the bait. We would pass in a. I smiled to myself and thought I love it when a plan starts to come together. I turned to walk up the hall as I felt a tap on my shoulder.Turning, I saw that it was one of the pilot’s. He asked “can we talk for a little bit and invited me to their room.”As we sat down in their suite, they looked nervous I picked up the room phone, called room service, and requested a bottle of Crown Royale be sent up. I looked at the pilots, held out my hand and said “my name is Jerome.”They introduced.