I’ll warm you up again if you get chilly.”Lauren chuckled and left her clothing where it was laying on the counter. “Give me a moment,” she sa...d, then headed down the hallway to the bathroom. Peter began pulling the casserole from the oven when he heard Lauren exclaim, “Shit!”Setting the casserole on a hot mat, he wandered into the hallway to find Lauren coming back towards him. She had straightened her clothing out and looked at him crossly. “What’s wrong?”“This!” she said, pointing to a dark. "They talked for a while longer and Ickthur had to beg off so that he could get some rest. Before he left, he asked, "Is there something I can do to make your stay more pleasant. I know that you are locked in a cell and it looks like we don't care about your welfare, but that is not true. It's just that you cannot breathe our air; it would kill you in a few seconds. Maybe we can work something out, later, but we haven't had enough time to work on the problem, yet." Well, there is something .... She pushed the door closed behind her, slipping her sandals off by the door and walking into the living room. She loved the way the carpet was so soft that when walked on barefooted her toes would squish into the softness of it. Moving silently across the living room she turned the blinds to shut out the busy world. It was Friday. The weekend was hers. She was going to enjoy it. Turning her back to the window she peeled off her shirt, throwing it onto the couch and walking into her bedroom. After getting fully wet, her inners were clearly visible. She caught me stealing glances of her body but didn’t say anything. In the evening I was walking with her in the garden of the hotel and having normal chat. While walking I accidentally stepped on her feet and immediately said sorry for that. She said for stepping on my feet you said sorry and what about the last night’s act. I understood but tried to act innocent. I pretended to be confused. She said last night you purposely touched me.