I'm Amy." Sam" he shouts as he hurries away to the kitchen.'House' is an understatement. This is a stately home. Amy slowly pulls off her jacket and f...nds herself spinning in place in the lobby, taking it all in.Artwork upon artwork upon artwork. Classical stylings and modern finishings. Dark furniture from a mob boss' wet dream. It's immense and impressive, and Amy is struck by how none of it really works together. The manor has no real sense of cohesion; everything is just a little off.Amy. "Learn to answer me correctly and you'll be another step closer to joining me in my bed. Is that understood?"Melissa, her hands now locked round the wrist that Colin was strangling her with, could only gargle and plead with her eyes, her air supply already running out, her lungs aching and her sight beginning to fade. The man smiled and held her a moment longer before releasing his grip. Melissa fell to the floor with a thump, her hands grasping her throat as she sucked in great lung-fulls of. I slap your arse again, hard this time, which as you still have your legs spread makes you lose your balance, falling to your hands and knees. I tell you that if I ask you a question I want a spoken answer, not a nod of the head. Again you nod your head rather than answer, and I let out a long sigh and tell you to take off your blindfold and follow me to the other side of the room. I cross the room and stand by a table and turn to see you walking towards me. “Erin, Erin, Erin.” I sigh. “I. We exited the elevator and moved down the hall until I stopped at my door saying that I would meet her upstairs in half an hour. She agreed as she stopped at the adjoining door and slid her card key through the slot. We looked at each other astounded as we slipped into our rooms. Another coincidence – could this all be serendipity? Were we destined to meet out of all the people in the world and how could she be even interested in a man 20 years her senior? We did indeed meet in the roof bar. I.