I should have been mad but I was curious as hell instead. This was a very different feeling for me at 20 years old. I had to see what she was doing wi...h my own eyes, so I opted to not say a word about what I saw. I took all the clothes out of her drawer and returned them to the basket in a pile . I placed all the items I found back in the drawer exactly as I remember finding them and did my best to act normal when she got home half and hour later. I had to rub one out before she got home. Just for clarity, none of those scenarios have EVER arisen. Miss Danica joked about it – “I think if I jumped on you you’d run a mile!” – terrifying me for a moment until I realised She was just joking. Miss Melanie assumed that that’s ultimately what I’d want, like any other normal bloke, because at that time I don’t think She knew pervs like me existed – wankers who only need to look, don’t need or want to do anything else, but love girls to know we’re wankers and useless for anything else.. Remember me, because I will remember you.” He turned and walked in front of me, but slower this time. We reached the door to the main saloon, and I saw Kritsada with his back to me, talking with one of his men. The man saw me, touched Kritsada’s arm, and nodded towards me. Kritsada turned, and for a moment his normally implacable features registered confusion as he looked at me. He hadn’t recognised me, and I grinned to myself, my courage boosted by his reaction.“Sawasdee kha, khun Kritsada, it. His reputation for practicality was hard-earned, for he knew himself to be all too easily ruled by his passions. It was, he often guessed, the awareness of that tension that had allowed him to rise in rank while retaining the respect of his comrades, but it was also his greatest vulnerability. You know “why not now,” he admonished himself, for you know exactly why it is you wish to follow her.Given her position (and, he admitted, her outrageous display of flesh ... against which he was no more.