He picked up and acted to give me a lift over to his hotel. I stood outside, when a limo pulled up and Hugh stepped out. He motioned me into the limo,...which I stepped into. He followed suit, and we rode to his hotel. It was a five star spot right by the ocean. We stepped through the lobby into the elevator, where he looked the button for the penthouse. “I must come clean about one thing,” I said, during our ride up. “I know you aren't really a woman under there,” Hugh said, turning to look at. Kevin wasn't a chump; he knew how to dress, andhe liked to show off. He made enough money as an account manager for hisfirm. He was a little young for the job, but he did well enough to makeup for it. Which is why he could afford to dress the part when he wentout hunting as he called it.The door of her apartment clicked shut behind him as he threw his shoesdown in the hallway. Bending down he felt limber in a way he never had.He barely noticed as he bent perfectly at the waist to tie his. She opened her eyes, and raised her brows at him.He nodded. "Makes sense," he said. "There's enough there that we can put the rest away and heat it up tomorrow before -- before you go," he finished.Ellen sat up in the wooden chair. "Well." Her voice seemed introspective, maybe a little distant. "That bath water should be at just the right temperature -- I hope." She stood up. "Should I wash the dishes before..." No," he said, "I'll do them. Have something to do while you're in there. In the. ”Not long after our conversation, we arrived at my island. I like to keep my circle small, so the island had very few people there. Almost everything was automated. Security was tight and access was limited to each floor and room based on key access. In many ways, it was the most beautiful prison you ever would see. Big living space with an indoor and outdoor pool. The only staff there were for food, cleaning or armed security around the perimeter just in case. When we arrived, I told Avril to.