"There's no need to thank me, dear. You're a beautifulyoung woman and my son loves you. I just reminded him of that."John smiled, but he needed to say...some more. "Joanne... I know I'mnot..."Joanne stopped him. "Where's your room, Bebe? I'd like to see it."Surprised by her change of topic, John pointed down the hall. "Umm...down the hall. Second door on the left. Here, I'll show you."John led the woman into his room. "I know it's not very fancy." Heindicated the scarcity of furniture in the. Charles opened the door and assisted me in entering the house. He led me down a hallway and the only audible sound was my heels as they clicked upon the hard wood floor. When we reached the end of the hallway I noticed that the floor was now carpeted. Charles led me over to ahigh back leather chair and helped me to be seated. As I sat there with wrists bound and eyes blindfolded I heard muffled voices that appearedto be coming from across the room. It appeared to be the voices of two women.. She didn't have a movie star's looks but she was pretty in a girl-next-door way and sensual as hell. My cock came to life as I watched her sway her sexy body in a few dances and when I found out that she was the wife of my rival, I knew I had to have her. I took a seat next to her at her table and made her laugh at my stories and jokes. I made her blush when I complimented her on her beauty and when I asked her if she ever considered fooling around with another man, she blushed furiously as she. Hawk finally got Bradford out after one of the last assassination attempts, and Sam Brownbock looked built to last, so there was much less worry about another attempt. Because of my wheelchair, we were moved in a much larger limousine. Polly liked the bigger car because it allowed her to avoid worrying about having her hair rearranged by the interior roof. I liked it because we all could sit facing forward and enjoy the ride together like a family.When we arrived, Renata and Rodney had my chair.