.Me: how can I believe that your indeed his sister..?Shalini: see this.. saying this she thrust a photo drenched with moisture of her sweat and rain i...to my hand of me and my friend together.. I recognized that photo instantly and asked her to come inside.She came inside and I signaled her towards the chair in the hall and offered her a towel .. she was still very nervous and was uneasy and wrapped herself in the towel… meanwhile I bolted the front door and headed inside towards the room to. But she knew there was none coming. No one knew where to search for her, there was no one coming to save her, and she wept quietly. Gabriella was worn out, emotionally, physically and mentally, she slept, deeply the sleep of the exhausted. She was dreaming, she was floating in the water it was cool, so cool, but something kept pricking her. On her feet, on her arms, her face it was interrupting her quiet languid swim and it was slowly pulling her to the surface of wakefulness. She sat bolt. "Damn. I was starting to think you two were different. Whatever happenedto chivalry? To gentlemen?" She looked over towards the door..."Hey, hey, hey! There's a time and a place for that romancy lovey-doveystuff, but we both know this ain't it honey!" Bill continued, suave asever. "But hey I'm not all bad, look I've got cash on me, I'll make itworth your while!"That got Rebecca's attention. She looked back at Bill with a look ofbarely supressed fury in her eyes. I'm sure the amused giggling. The quarterback of the college football team was big and muscular, with a square jaw and handsome face beneath his deliberately unkempt black hair. It didn't occur to Mike that the woman wouldn't find him attractive and he thought she was gorgeous. A little older than he was, like 25 maybe, and looking sweet as hell in her short blue skirt and yellow blouse. Not much of a rack, Mike noticed, but she was tight all over, he could definitely see that."Well," Emily sighed theatrically. "I'm afraid.