Anita read my mind and laughed wickedly as she saw me focus on the blade, almost longingly.“Not today you worthless wretch, your mistress would not ...hank me; we both want some enjoyment from you whilst you are still a slave to your balls. When your mistress has tired of you, we’ll have you up here soon enough! Has your mistress told you you’ll be staying here tonight, but she’ll be going home alone tomorrow? You are to be my guest for a couple of days. You’ll be given some very special. She wondered how Greg achieved that. Late starters and early finishers, she supposed.Angie had rung Claire and told her that Grace was looking like death warmed up and asked her to look out for her. Claire passed the message to Greg. Angie then went and saw Anthea Robins’s secretary, Alison.“Miss Grace is in a stew about something,” she said. “She’s normally bouncing with energy but she wandered in like death warmed up this morning. She wouldn’t tell me what was troubling her other than to say. I tossed my head has she haddone and started turning slowly and then increasing the speed I spun awayfrom him and towards Maria."I can't dance the bloody flamenco!" I whispered in desperation, therealisation of the challenge I had just accepted dawning on me."The band will change the beat and tempo when he gets here, don't worry,you'll know the dance, now go get him."I looked at her, studied her face, her eyes to see if she was lying butthere was only a reassuring smile so I returned my. "Damn, I hope she and Jeromy didn't have big plans for the night. I may end up grabbing my stuff and going back home." She thought to herself.As she climbed the last flight of stairs to the room she heard a ruckus inside their room. Before inserting her key she pressed her ear close and listened."Ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh." The sound of screwing came from behind the door."Shit, Lucy's getting laid to beat the band." She thought. "I'll wait in the common room until I hear it.