"Who is she?" The Wanzor asked Vee."Her Dad was trying to get me to do something ... he died." Vee explained."You go, Girl ... why is she here?" She's...a prisoner ... sorta." Oh ... is she safe?" asked The Wanzor"Probably ... she IS very athletic though." Wendy Five hedged.Monique was staring at The Wanzor like she was seeing a ghost ... or quadruplets ... or maybe it had something to do with all four of the Wendy's being here NOW when there were only two of them just a few seconds ago."But .... The last thing she remembered was walking around the forested area and a hand covering her mouth. Now she was naked and tired face up on a hard surface. She heard voices she didn’t know coming near her. Despite the fact that she was blind folded, she could tell that at least four men maybe more were approaching her. She did her best to act as if she were asleep, but one the men began saying, “Do you suppose she is sick.” Another man said, “Maybe you should use your anal thermometer on her.” No. How awesome.’ ‘And what’s even better…’ Kent said, gesturing towards the front door inset with glass. ‘See those lofts across the street? I own one of those, too. I have a Jacuzzi on my balcony. You wouldn’t believe the things it does when the jets are set on high. Really awesome.’ Hope gazed into his eyes, her pulse quickening. Why had he told her that? What was he suggesting? While she didn’t want to jump to conclusions, she wasn’t going to pretend naiveté, either. She was more than just a. Emma did catch my eye, on one or two occasions where it drifted to her cleavage, but she politely said nothing. Although it was Melissa’s party, it was fair to say that she knew very few people as well. She had been in the company for two weeks and we had just moved from London to Swindon. I never knew why she was so keen on this particular job, but she came back from the interview buzzing and full of enthusiasm. She said she must work for them and so she took the job, and I followed her. I.