She pressed the ON button and stood to one side as the screen lit up. Damian Nicholson appeared on screen, sat at a desk wearing an open necked shirt ...nd a jacket. He was perhaps 50 or so but looked good so it was difficult to tell, his hair was dark and thick and he sported a neatly trimmed goatee, his eyes were dark but almost sparkled and his smile was genuine and white. ‘Ladies, it is so very good to see you in the flesh, so to speak,’ he said, his rich, deep voice a pleasure to their ears.. Moving in front of me, you pressyour body up against mine and push me against the back wall.Our mouths meet for a deep, passionate kiss, our tonguesjousting with the hormonal energy we are generating. Thenext eleven floors pass all too quickly, and before we knowit the doors open as the pleasant but neutral voiceannounces our arrival at the eighteenth floor. Reluctantly,we part and step out on to my floor. When we make it to myroom, your hands are all over me as I fumble through mypurse looking. I tugged on Andy's sleeve, but he gave me withering look, and wesat there morosely sipping our soup while the dance floor filled."You're no fun," I pouted when we were alone."We have a deal, remember? I should never have let you have so much todrink." Am I embarrassing you?" You're fucking killing me! You're the most beautiful girl here - do youknow how many guys have told me that? And I can't even touch you...."The most beautiful girl at the prom! Was he really talking about me? Mybig,. I edged further into the flat, wondering if I should call for backup, but then if it turned out Sam had the flu or something, I would look really stupid. “Sam, where are you?” I had made it into the living room, and it seemed his flat had the same basic layout as ours. So, when I heard the next groan I knew it came from the bedroom. The door was ajar and as I eased it open I saw a woman in her underwear sprawled face down across the bed. Her ankles and wrists were tied with what looked like.