Her room he painted a pale blue, and he couldn’t help picturing her sleeping in the room. He thought she must look peaceful when she sleeps, not at ...ll tense and withdrawn. The hall remained white, but the office was being painted a deep red color. The office was the most difficult to paint, mostly because Tessa was usually in it, but he liked her presence and moved around it. He noticed she didn’t take any calls when he was there, but that was all right. He was able to make the occasional. You were meant to shoot me with the gun, wasn't you?"He asked her, leaning his face in slightly closer to hers."...Maybe."She spoke, her expression never changing."Well, if it's any consolation, if I had to be shot by anybody, I couldn't think of a more beautiful dame to be shot by than you."He flirted."I'd have done it real clean too. One bullet between your lovely eyes... Quick... Painless..."She admitted."Oh I bet you're a real artist with a Tommy."He winked with a smile."The best you'd. He was gruff, direct and he didn't leave doubt, especially in a woman's mind, of what it was that he wanted.Lana walked into Chuck's house to deliver the message Teri had sent her with, and the next hour or so were something far more than she'd come over expecting to get. She was wearing a sexy white tube top and a small skirt with a see-through white thong on underneath it. She hadn't come to seduce Chuck; though were just the comfortable clothes she'd put on that morning. Chuck was sitting. " She's not a hooker, then?" Jon smiled, not mincing words."I can't say that she's never taken money, but it wouldn't surprise me either way. But the fact of the affair is immutable. I observed Blythe going to her apartment on two different occasions, one time staying for two hours, the other for two and a half. On the latter occasion there is no doubt that sexual activity was going on, as I approached the apartment close enough to listen at the door. Miss Frederick is rather vocal and Blythe.