I found this entry in the book's B section:"BATHORY, ELIZABETH (Countess): The cousin of Prince Ivor Bathory, and thewidow of Ferencs Nasady, a knight...of the realm. She retired to CastleCachtice, on the Borgo Pass, on the death of Ferencs in battle last year. Her hobbies are bathing in blood and watching some poor slob fall into herspecial Iron Maiden." Bathing in blood?" I cried. "YEEKS!"I put my head in my hands for several minutes, and then squared myshoulders with a sigh. I said to. I see that he does look at Carl and me, sneaky peeks but that is normal for young man to compare I think. Carl tells him to get washed and changed and we can go out to pub for drink and food. Adam says he is too young to drink but Carl tells him he’ll sort it no problem. He goes to bathroom and showers with door closed but shortly after Carl open sit to use sink and brush teeth. I know this is an excuse but Adam doesn’t seem to mind as we stand at sink as he is in shower. It is steamy but we. I wanted to touch him, but I was laying still and enjoyed the sexual thoughts and his hands touches. He started to massage stronger pressing the points, at one moment weakening the pressure, at another accelerating, just hardly touching me, then fondling tenderly. I was full of desire and wanted to move my legs apart and just catch his hand and force to fondle my pussy. But I controlled myself; I was controlling myself not to moan and waited for him to go further. Then I felt his finger. Right?’ Before Laura could continue Ben began asking her more questions. ‘What do you remember about me? About us?’ ‘I remember,’ she paused again. ‘I remember,’ she continued as fear covered her face. ‘Oh God I remember coming here with my friends, saying goodbye to you and then getting on a plane and going to Chicago. We missed our plane and had to take a later flight. After that things are a blur. Where are my friends?’ Laura asked as goose bumps covered all visible flesh and she began to.