He knew what was to come and busied himself about it. She both missed and anticipated his warmth as he moved away, his touch was deeper than touch eve... had been for her. He worked quickly. The lighting shifted from the harsh florescent to the warm glow of his desk lamp that flickered like a candle. John Mayer played quietly from atop the bookshelf. He took her hands softly and had her stand while he spread the futon and then sat he at its edge. He looked into her eyes again. The light gave her. Especially, as Mark put it, his generosity towards a classy woman that he had, somehow, failed to hold on to.It was a promising beginning. Sue was in an exuberant mood. It was so different from the almost hostile reserve that had spoiled for Mark their love-making in Melbourne. Now, as Sue began to clear the table, the sway of her hips rubbed against him. Mark reached out and pulled Sue onto his lap.His hand had accidentally slipped onto her naked thigh, and he left it there. Sue smiled, almost. Or even how long ago that beating was. He said a week but if he won't help me it could have been a lot longer than that and what had they done to me since then I had no idea. “Oh and where would a whore like you go if I were to help you. No you are better of where you are cunt lips and trust me when I say that the next time they beat the shit out of you I will not be so caring about healing you up.” The doctor said to me. “Why are you doing this to me.” I demand. “Their is no ME, you aren't a. However he knew that it would be impolite to refuse, and he could always sell her if he didn't like her, or even give her to his deputy, Colin."Thank you, Sir," he said."Her name is Charlotte somebody. She is healthy, and I have used her myself, so don't worry on that score," explained the Emir.Naturally nothing was said to Charlotte, and due to a misunderstanding on the butler's part it was three more days before she was moved into the rooms allotted to him. The first she knew of the move was.