Which is it to be Rose? You have my permission to speak so long as what you say answers the question. I will give you a few minutes to make your decis...on' I watched as he moved towards the door, locking it behind him. I tested the handcuffs pulling at my wrists, thinking about it. It was seriously wrong. He could lose his job over this. Strangely that worried me more than the position I was in. I should have been angry, hurt, afraid of the advantage he had over me. But instead I was totally. She was dropping hints trying to find out the plan I had to get her pregnant. I suggested that we wait a month for the pill to get out of her system. That would put the first attempts near the middle of January. I expected it was going to take several months or longer to get pregnant. "So are you ready for a bun in the oven?" I asked.That was the wrong question to ask. It must have made her instantly horny. Even though it was midnight it was on. We were both going to have hickeys all over that. She watched him, enamored for a moment, but the chattering around her had begun again, and she had merely to sit and listen as they all tried to pull her into five different conversations happening at once. She felt something against her leg, and a fever shot up from her thigh to her throat, and her cheeks flushed an incredible shade of scarlet, which was fairly obvious on her fair complexion. She looked over at Levi sitting next to her, but he was eating, and didn’t seem to notice her in the. Obviously the girl hasn’t noticed Azelia, and though the alien’s intent was to come here and talk to the girl, suddenly she can’t find the nerve to do it. Instead, Azelia scoots down in the chair a little more and watches until Janae slips from view, carrying on with her work. After a little while, the alien gets up and slips over to the fountains. She takes a few sips and decides to walk by the checkout desk. Maybe if Janae sees her, the girl will initiate conversation. But instead of Janae.