.. I lose my temper easily, and you didn’t deserve that. I shouldn’t have yelled at you.” She looked at the chewed up shoe. “You know, I don�...t even know why I bought these in the first place. I was just pissed off one day...” She looked back up at Joey with a resigned expression on her face. “You’re right. You are absolutely right. I blew that money months ago, and ... I’m really just angry at myself for doing that.” She gave him a slight smile. “I’m sorry. Will you forgive me?”Joey shifted. One more to do, he thinks, but realizes he runs the risk of her screaming bloody murder when he places it, no matter how hard she tries not to. Despite all his warnings, he had no desire or intention of killing her, and didnt want to be forced to. Some kind of gag… his eyes scan the room and the floor… settling on her discarded panties from the night before. He picked them up, smiled evilly as he noticed the crotch of them was well-coated with her mostly dried juices. He balled them up, inside. Eventually a late dinner is brought over, and then you two are alone in the crowd again, unexpectedly struggling simply to share a meal as lovers do."...So, fair lady, what--" Oh, but, sir... Hm. Weird..."All the old conversational spins and turns don't work when the actors have these new faces, these exchanged roles. Even swapping the scripts can't help: both know who originated the lines. The conversation stalls, limps along with wider pauses, then stalls again and is not restarted.The. The whole reason my identity had beenconcealed the first go around was so that my kidnappers couldn't trackme through my passport.I started to sweat as I turned to Adriana and told her that I was surethat we had just tipped off my kidnappers. Adriana clutched my hand andsmiled as she whispered, "They might know you're back, but they'll neverrecognize you now. Why do you think we didn't let you dress like a mantoday?"Adriana words were a relief to me for all of a moment. As my head wentback.