She fried him bacon, eggs, hash browns and toast. She didn't eat with him but instead sat next to him and waited on him like a hired servant. No, a se...vant would have had been clothed, Holly was naked. Her hair was washed and nicely styled. Her legs were smooth and her nails were manicured. Her makeup was impeccable. No, a servant would not have shown this level of dedication. Holly was a slave. Kevin's slave and he was her obsession. I spent the rest of the two weeks of my supposed trip. He felt a flush of courage. “Do you think I could get your opinion on how they look.Joe wondered if he had heard him correctly. This kid was just so lonely, dying for attention. After a moment, Joe decided not to keep Kyle waiting. This kid was brave, he had to admit. Plus, Joe was so turned on that the rational part of his brain shut off. The job? Who cared, who cared about the boring job.“Yeah, I’ll take a look, kiddo,” Joe said. “Open the door.”Kyle’s heart thumped loudly in his ears,. One of them was telling the others to wake me up and send me out of the room as it might create a problem. Some giggled saying that they will keep me there admiring my almost bare body until I wake up and go out myself. Another said she would love to touch me all over my body because I am unconscious and that she is really afraid to do this to a man otherwise. But the best voice was the one who told them all to shut up and behave themselves. She further said that it is not right to talk about a. As I was turning to sit down and face the Mendozas, Anna grabbed my hand telling me it was time for our dance and dragged me out to the dance floor.The band started up what sounded like a polka. I didn’t recognize it, and I reminded Anna that I didn’t know how to dance. Taking my right hand, she put it on her waist, held out her right hand, and waited for me to take it with my left, before trying to teach me how to dance a polka. We both laughed throughout the dance as I stumbled along, trying.