“I go with men—with handsome men, like you. I see how you look at me. I see how you look at Luigi. You have a beautiful laugh. I think you are a b...autiful man. You are here alone, and you look lonely and like you would like to ask me something—or ask Luigi something. You go with men too—and boys—do you not? Do you want to fuck me?”“Excuse me?” I said, not hiding the shock. “How could you suppose—?”He had a hand on my thigh. It moved to my crotch. “Because your body does not lie. Your eyes do. I finished my dinner along with quiet a few beers and I head back to the hotel. I started thinking if I had ever said anything to her I should be embarrassed about as I often did on dating sites to women that I never planned on meeting. I didn't remember much about our conversations though. Although she wasn't the type i would date she did have that wild in bed look to her. As I get back to my hotel I bump in to her getting off the elevator only she gets back on...Security; Do you remember. Randolph took a step back before answering. “Mrs Jenkins asked me to.”“Well, you can take him back to whatever stone he crawled from under.”A few hours ago, my adrenaline was high with the thought of meeting my sister. But it seems, she doesn’t even want to look at me. As she said, “I’ll just crawl back under my stone, back in Birmingham.” Walking back to the exit, I felt a hand grab my arm. It was Melissa.“You’re not going anywhere until this gets sorted out. Jennifer, you get your ass over. I’m sorry that you have been hurt. You didn’t deserve that.”“Didn’t deserve? Some people are happy that Belinda The Body has been brought low.”She was on the point of tears. I stood still but opened my arms. She came between them and leant against my shoulder. I hugged her gently as she sobbed quietly. Eventually she reached into her handbag, took out a handkerchief, and dried her tears. She sat down on a telephonist’s chair.“Happy now, Alan? In our first couple of minutes together you’ve.