She remembered his blond and ever so playfully unkempt hair. She breathed out, but halted. His eyes were now staring at her, piercing her own ones and...boring deep with the same sharpness. She shivered. The features were very familiar, but she couldn’t quite place them to a name. Maybe it was only her imagination… :::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::: Her heart rate was quickening, as she was walking faster and faster. She heard the footsteps behind. When I do that, you are to start undressing. When I message you, know that a stranger is watching you. You are to peel that dress off. Go to that counter at the back in front of the mirror. You should get a towel and wrap it around yourself and wait for my next text. When I do, you are to accidentally let the towel drop as you turn. Someone will be looking, and he will see you nude. You are to leave that towel on the floor. Knowing that you are being seen, I want you to get on the bed and wait. If you will follow me,please."Our bags had been loaded on a motorized cart and we took the seat behindBrittany as she drove down the path. Brad and I couldn't get over howbeautiful and clean everything was. As we passed the massive pool we sawthe name of the resort on the bottom of the pool in tile. There was awaterfall and a swim-up bar at one end of the pool. Soon we pulled up infront of our suite. As Brittany ushered us in I saw a sitting area with alarge screen TV and a wet bar with an. " She looked back at Lacey. "Honey," she said, "welcome to Santini's, where we serve great food, regardless of the ne'er-do-well you come in with."There were only six tables in the place, five of which were occupied by people who paid no attention to their entrance at all. Most were busy with shoving food into their mouths. Donna led them to the remaining table and held the chair for Lacey, who sat and then looked up to find the waitress looking down at her. "Sweet or dry?" she asked."Sweet,".