"Paris is not that dangerous," I said. "Just don't walk around Gare du Nord at six in the morning waving bundles of cash." I don't even know where I'm...going, to tell you the truth. I'm visiting my brother. He's working at one of the posh hotels, but I have no clue how to get there." What's it called?" Plaza Athenee."I let out a low whistle."That's posh, alright. It's a five-star place." Have you ever stayed there?" Hell, no," I laughed. That place is not for mere mortals. I can't afford their. Gathering my clothes and dressing, I waited for Fiona to appear. A few minutes later the sliding door opened and she walked out with a big smile and nothing else. This woman had no hesitation on being naked around me. She strode over to me, wrapped her arms around my neck and proceeded to give me one of her deep, soul-enriching kisses. ‘Good morning, Andy,’ she smiled. ‘Good morning to you too,’ I replied, happy that she apparently had no second thoughts about yesterday. Then again, she wasn’t. No that would be too confusing, she could catch up with Laura later. Let her sleep, for now, she might be a card to play if things got too heavy with Anthony. She slid out of bed. Should she put the corset back on? Hell, why not. She crept downstairs trying to imagine an opening line. Maybe silence would be the thing.The living room door was open, and Anthony was standing over his laptop. The wire to the TV had already been pulled out, and he was staring at the headphones that she'd left. He looked at the object in wonder for a long time, until a sudden thought entered his mind,“Oh, it’s an apple, a golden apple.”He then noticed a delicious scent next to him and turned to see Stephanie’s sphinx – like eyes. She smiled at him and he swallowed a lump in his throat.To call Stephanie beautiful was a monumental understatement. She glowed with a warm inner light and an ethereal radiance seemed to flow from her eyes. She had a Classical profile such as Pheidias might have carved. Her.