In the centre is a carved marble fountain bubbling with sparkling wine. High above (in place of a fixed ceiling), white silk drapes are suspended from...golden chains which seem to extend up into the clouds. Strains of the Lacrimosa from Mozart’s ‘Requiem’ waft through the space.A pair of long gilded doors are swung open revealing, beyond, a slow-moving gold escalator rising from a lower level. Instead of black rubber, its handrails are covered with white ermine. No-one is riding on the moving. “Logic…? I’m doing politics and history, Jolie,” he grinned back at me, “I haven’t murdered and eaten anybody but I’m pretty sure I’m not a serial cannibalistic killer!”I bit my lip and dropped my hand before pulling Jamie’s T-shirt over my head to stand before him nude, “True… but those fingers were quite wonderful in my pussy… there’s a natural talent within you, I’m sure!”His gaze dropped slowly down my body, taking in the details of my curves and flesh at his leisure. My body tingled,. His eyes are soft, the laugh lines at the corners showing the slightest movement that always signals a smile, and yes, there it is, and I am totally lost - what is it this man has that gives him such power over me? And why don’t I fight him?He reaches over to me, his slightly tanned hand contrasting beautifully with my very dark, deep all over tan. Our eyes are locked as his fingers start the slow spider walk up my forearm, over my bicep to my shoulder, and from head to toe my skin bursts. ” “I’ve watched you at your nursery during the months since I lost my business. I know you like to show off your body to every man that comes in so they’ll all spend their money while they’re drooling over you. Now I want to see what you want everyone to imagine is under your clothes.” “I can help you start a new business! I promise I’ll do that with you.” “I’m not interested in your God damn help.” Spader pulled away the tattered material of the tank top. He cut Lori’s white lace bra and.