A space she did not feel comfortable invading. And yet there was only one other room. One room, and two people who laid claim to it. She looked at he... wristwatch. The glowing arms read 7:30. She would be ready to turn in soon- but she had another dilemma to solve first. And this wasn’t going to be fun. *** Vic Valentine set his dishes in the sink. He’d get to them later. He already knew that he was in for another fight. He also knew that it was rude of him to think it but that Katherine Banks. And I thought the environment is also set for a great sex as it was honeymoon room. And I thought about his request. By the way I forgot to mention his name. It was Sid .So in deep I was thinking to have fun but I was also fully not ready to allow a stranger to make love to me even though if he was so hot. So I tried to refuse him politely by saying that I don’t even know you and all but suddenly he leapt over the bed and kept his finger on my lips and said “ just give me one chance I will kiss. And then he'd continue with the conversation and withina minute or two I'd compose myself.Looking back, I guess I was falling under his control even then.We'd discussed virtually everything in the past, there were no taboos. Allof the (to my mind) shocking, embarrassing fantasies that I harboured,fantasies I'd tried to repress but that just never went away...we talkedabout them all, with no judgement, no lecherous comments, just acceptanceand understanding. I understood now, with Richards. How would 'Wesley' normally react in this situation? I dug around in her mind to find out.She was still trying to figure out what she had seen earlier. Why had her brother been crying like that? When she had gone back to his room she had been planning on firing a couple of zingers because he was crying. But the heartbreaking sobs had stopped her. She couldn't have hurt him any more than he already hurt. She wouldn't want to hurt him that bad. She had stood there trying to think of something to.