“My friend can tell you,” he smiled. He had caught Liang’s eye. Liang who spoke great French. She was already prepared to intervene.“Want to t...lk?” Liang asked her.“Okay.”“Outside?”“Yes please.”Passing through the electronic posts set off the alarm. Liang immediately held Eloise to keep her form bolting. “It’s okay,” she insisted.“But...”“I know. It’s okay.”Liang saw the guard approach. “Turn off the fucking alarm,” she growled.“But...”“Now!”“Yes Mademoiselle.”The manager approached. Liang. My boss Charles and his lovely wife Barbara (who knew the real Nichola)when we sat down sat with Brett and myself, Barbara was asking me aboutdifferent people who she had met in London and who to be honest I onlyvery vaguely knew from reading Nichola's diaries, so I had to blag a lotof the conversation, but I seemed to get away with it. However Barbaramust have picked up of something because she said to me "you know dear,there is something different about you, you seem more assertive, and ifyou. I was really enjoying this! It seems that I was doing a pretty good job sucking his cock as I watched Rob's face contort with intense pleasure. Through the splashing water, I could see his chest rising and falling, his eyes were closed and his mouth open. He grimaced and his little grunts of ecstacy could be heard through the splashing of the water. I could only imagine how the scene would appear to a third person. Here we were, two men, totally naked in the shower. One with his back leaning. I was frustrated with trying to plot out a full-scale model, so I switched over to graph paper and just started doodling. On graph paper you could just draw and figure out the matches and repeats later. I blocked out a frame on a grid and drew a random line into it from the left. Then I plotted those points on the other side to create the same line as if it were going into the next grid. I was beginning to get the hang of drawing random lines on one side and repeating them where they would.