He could tell I was upset. He asked if we were okay. I said I just need a cab. He blinked a flash light and 5 seconds later a cab pulled up. We sat in...the back and Megan cuddled with me moaning but half out of it. We got back to the hotel, stumbled to our room and passed out.The next day when we woke up, she had no recollection of what happened other than going out to the club and getting high. She asked me what happened and I told her I was super foggy on it all too. She was concerned we had. "Why do I get the feelings its all downhill from here?" Thought JoeHe then sighed as he pulled on some clothes. As he started out of the bedroom, he remembered his English paper. Jack turned around and started to pick it up. Then he gasped. "Oh hell NO, JANE!"The brunette girl looked inside, her face was in an impish grin. "I think you're going to have to write another paper." Yelled JoeJane laughed as she ran down the stairs before he brother could throw anything at her."That little..." Said. A huge smile adorned her face as she looked over at me and there was a twinkle in her eye as she simply said, "Hi, Will!"Now I'm not sure what was a typical Puritan greeting from her past but I'd almost be willing to bet that it was something like the formality of 'Good Day.' Definitely not the 'Hi!' I'd just been hit with.I will admit I recoiled a bit from her greeting. Plus, there wasn't a hint of the 'Olde English' I figured she'd speak. I guess I'd assumed her greeting might be something. She licked, sucked, and kissed her way across the map of Europe at a time when nations were more concerned with things like weaponry, locations of armies, and political secrets than in the betterment of their citizens. Once she had a man hooked on the need to receive attention from her beautiful lips, he was like putty to be molded to her own mercenary desire.Unfortunately, she soon became a watchword for dreaded espionage and her name became synonymous with the employment of spies to steal.