I had plenty of time to pick up some things. I flagged down a cab. "Brewer Street," I said. I knew a few places in Soho where I might get what I wante....I got back to the hotel just after half past seven. Kelly was sure to be in the bar. The lobby was pretty quiet. I walked around to an alcove just behind the phone booths and sat down with the small back pack with my toys on my lap. I phoned the hotel on my mobile. "I'd like to talk to Miss Kelly Rollins I'm supposed to be meeting her in the. " I like the sounds of this game! I knew moving you here would be beneficial."I smiled, giving him a quick kiss. I stood a few feet away, ensuring he would have a good view."Ready?" Yep." What are the rights of a person in the custody of police?"He proceeds to answer, correctly, almost rehearsed. I removed a sock, clearly making him eager to answer more questions to have more than a sock off my body. I complied, giving him more questions to answer.My clothes slowly fell off with each question.. It rasped and it hissed as she moved in close to the rubbered, caged head of Lydia, the new girl in town. There was a desperate increase in volume and pitch coming from the speaker valve. The hiss of breathing was a constant one. As though she were not breathing of her own accord, but as though she were being assisted in breathing. As though the act of breathing naturally had been taken away from her. Apart from the assisted breathing, there was also the anxiety that dripped out of that mouth. The guy that was banging her was really treating her like a piece of trash and smacking her, as he was telling her what a married bitchslut she was. The black guy had seen Simon looking at him as he banged Ana; so he invited my friend to take pictures so that he could show her husband, me, what his slut was doing while people in the parking lot were watching at her.The bastard even asked Simon if he wanted some. He insisted saying that Ana would spread her legs for anyone that he told her.