Although it got me hard to think about Kelly Frost, the Ice Queen, made up to look like a two dollar hooker, I also realized that if she did a good jo... making herself look like a slut, she probably wouldn't be recognized. And although I knew the danger of being recognized turned her on, I also knew it would be a disaster for her career to have some idiot take a cell phone picture of her having sex with me in a public place. It would be career suicide, frankly, and I didn't want to have that on. The door opened to the lightest touch with a sound. Inside the room was not as it had been before, the carpets upon the floor were plush and the colors were brilliant. The paintings were clean and looked new, the four posters of the bed rising at least ten feet and draped in dark red velvet. The room was warm and it was then that she realized it was from the fire blazing brightly in the fireplace. As she stepped forward she caught a glimpse of herself in a full-length mirror in the corner. What. She’s going to ruin it I think to myself and start to tell her I’ve changed my mind when my phone starts ringing. I look at the caller id and know it is him. I answer before the second ring.“You’re late today.” He says with just a bit of cockiness in his tone. Well I can match that, “Really? Didn’t know I needed to inform of my schedule changes.” I hear a slight laugh as I notice him walking toward me but still on the line. “You will learn to inform me of many things.” I disconnect the call as. Jim had this planned for weeks now, and to him, his plan was perfect. “What better animal to eat your ex-girlfriend than a ferocious meat eating tiger” he thought to himself as he approached the cage. Upon arriving, Beth was right on time as she too was just arriving to the animal she loved the most; sadly this time would be her last. Jim: “Hey Beth” Beth: “O hey Jim” responded Beth in kind of a bitchy tone. Jim: “I see you’re planning on feeding the tiger one last time tonight with that.