Not believing what I am seeing.My eyes open a little wider and I strain to see what’s developing in that room. I rub the corner of my eyes with my t...umb and forefinger to get rid of any sleepiness and I stare at the window. I stare at the body that has now opened its legs, one of them bent at the knee and falling outwards, the other straight, a hand, her hand, is missing the tops of her fingertips because they are buried in the elasticated rim of her panties.Suddenly, all thought of leaving the. "Look, just who is this impertinent young lady, anyway- your mistress?"The mayor laughed even harder as the lady looked straight at me calmly andsaid, "I am the Countess Elizabeth Bathory!" Fine, fine!" I snapped. "Now just let me sit back and read these -Countess Elizabeth Bathory? THE Countess Elizabeth Bathory?"Then the room spun around my head as I keeled over in the sturdy chair andfell to the ground. When I woke up, I found that I was strapped by myankles and wrists to the top of the. He thought he would rap this meeting up quickly and go meet the guys after. He did his normal walk down to his BMW but this time no briefcase and on his way to work looked on enviously at all the people enjoying their weekend. Dan arrived at work just after 10 and headed up to his office, no Hannah either. "Even she had the weekend off" Dan muttered as he walked into his office but was greeted by a strange sight. . ”What kind of music do you listen to?” ”Oh, I don’t know”, Christine answered, ”I don’t think I have any special favourites. As long as the beat is right, I like it. Something that makes you wanna dance, I guess.” ”Should that be disco or slow-dancing, then?”, Kiefer asked with a grin. ”There’s a lot of different ways to dance, you know!”. Christine looked down, not knowing what to say. She remembered her reaction when she had seen his way of dancing in the film ”Truth or Consequences, N.M.”,.