Esme opened her eyes, uncoiling from her position in the corner of the room, the spells of illusion falling from her form, revealing her true form to ...he world. Her long, flowing crimson hair hung in loose perfect curls around her shoulders, and her emerald eyes glinted with desire as she saw the man sleeping in the bed. Her bare bosom heaved as her breathing deepened. Her forked tongue flicked between her lips, tasting the pheromones on the air; the man was a perfect specimen for her purposes. It was very obvious that they noticed me because they were looking in my direction, smiling and talking between themselves. They kept their boat speed very slow and continued to approach. Nick told me it was very obvious how much they were enjoying seeing me naked, how beautiful and sexy I looked, and how turned on he was watching me flash these three men. After what seemed like forever (but was probably just a minute or two) Nick told me I could sit back down. When the three men in the. Around one a.m. the orchestra leader thanked his audience and they playedone last number before winding it up for the evening. It was a slow dance,and by then I'd shed Kath's red pumps in favor of dancing in my stockingfeet, which had had enough of those shoes for one night. Rob held meextra-close and our lips were together more than they were apart. I wasquite tipsy from all the wine and champagne by then, and that evening Idiscovered something important about myself - namely that I got. "Shut the fuck up Mr. Lucky move your skinny white ass now," she poked him again. "Go on now right up under the bridge." His heart felt like it was in his throat. There was something in her voice, it was anger, or perhaps something else, something darker. He was afraid for his life now."Now you might think you can just run away but I'll fucking blow your head off if you try," again she hit him in the ribs hard with the barrel of the gun. "You do believe me don't you Mr. Lucky?" We walked.