”She had an accent, just enough to be fascinating.I said, “I’m that person. Something I can do for you?” Still I couldn’t find anything wron... with her, but I kept looking just the same. My blood pressure had gone to about three hundred.It’s hard to describe a girl like that. You can say she’s five-three beautiful, but you can’t pass on the odd little tilt of her eyes and the way her mouth looks, or the something that just comes out of her like light out of a lamp, and hooks into you so you know. ‘Go over there,’ he said to them, ‘with her.’ The guards around the room were chuckling quietly, their heathen grins so full of lust. Perhaps the guards would rape them before throwing them to the lions. Perhaps that was why they were being creamed off the top. Two more young ones – boys, this time – had also leaked onto the floor through fear. It seemed inhuman that these monsters should throw young ones to the lions. But then they saw Christians as being sub-human. There were no more girls. As the night went on she continued to flirt with other guys getting even more numbers. Once things started to wind down and starting to feel the effects of the drinks, she started playing around with the guy from earlier. I watched on as she flirted with him laughing, rubbing his arm or touching every so slightly. A few times they made out and I would see her hand under the counter rubbing his dick through his pants. At a certain point she stopped and for 'driver bring the car around we are. ” I didn’t know what to say. She turned away from me. “Listen, Audrey, I’m trying to understand where this is coming from. I mean, I don’t know if I would marry you. I never thought about it.” She didn’t say anything else. She pulled me to her and I held her close. She didn’t make a sound, but I felt hot tears on my cheek and knew she was weeping. I didn’t know what she was going through, but I sensed that the right thing was to hold her. After a moment, she took my hand and rubbed it on her.