“We have things to do.” She pushed her feet off the side and sat up. The towel made that a little uncomfortable, but it was sure to catch any drip....“What things?” When she didn’t answer -- she was confused by the question -- he asked more particularly. “What do you want me to do?” She wanted him to stay right there for the rest of the day -- the rest of the week, maybe the rest of the year -- and make love to her. She needed him to get up, get dressed, and get out before Mom got home.“Get. ’ Satisfied that I’d said enough to encourage a reply, I clicked ‘send’ and off it went into cyberspace. A little bit of my heart went with it, too. . . ±±±±±±±± THEN I turned down the volume on the television and answered the telephone on the fourth ring. My ‘Hello’ was met by a husky voice: ‘Hello Richard, thought I’d give you a quick call before I go to bed. I’m knackered. It’s been one hell of a week but at least I’ve got three days off now.’ I checked my wristwatch: it was just after 10 at. She still rationalized that this was just for a while and she would work on destroying the wicked, beautiful temptation down the hall. Taking one last look in the mirror Catherine switched off the bathroom lights and struggled down the hall on unsteady legs, due to the impossible heels and her own nervousness. The pit in her stomach grew steadily with each step, as did her desire. Finally, after what seemed an eternity, she reached the dungeon. Her breath caught in her throat as the machine. . ya, sorry, I guess I came on to strong. It's just....I have never seen a woman that actually glows like you do- you arebeautiful," Matt told him."Thank you," Tray just wanted to smash him in the face.They rode in silence to the bottom then when the door opened Tray steppedout, aware that Matt was watching him walk away. 'My god this isdisgusting, I have to get out of this dammed body,' he thought.Danny watched him, blinking, confused at the beautiful woman that walkedfrom the elevator to his.