Swede felt years younger.Mary was reminded of the first night she and Swede had been together years ago.He slipped the robe from her shoulders and kis...ed the warm skin.It tasted of honey, warm and sweet.Through Mary's open window the music of a jazz band came drifting into their room.Mary began to sway with the music.Swede put his arms around her and then began to dance slowly and sexily across the room.Swede buried his face in Mary's hair and kissed her ear.This was a whole new Mary that he'd. Her imagination saw him like an assassin ready to strike her deep inside her most private place, in a way that would paralyze her but still allow her to see all that he did and unable to do anything about it. She was frightened by that feeling but in a guilty way, she was attracted to the danger of the moment and waited with breathless anticipation of his next move.The one executive that puzzled her was Mister De La Rentlovevia with his ritualistic removal of her undies and the way he carefully. Once again, she considered asking for better soundproofing.But ... really, she didn't mind all that much. The sounds reminded her a bit of the college dorm. It was comforting, in a way, to know the people around her were OK, and if there was a problem she'd be one of the first to be up to help. She liked that. Especially when there were strangers on board. And, hey, she always fell right back to sleep, it wasn't like this was cutting into her R.E.M. time.So, no hurry.Pulling the blanket up a. I would be glad to drop you where you want to go" I gave a smile and opened the car door for her. "I am DeDe. I don't have many options and for some reason, I trust you. Guess what, Mesa is my destination." On the way to Mesa, we swapped stories of our evening. DeDe told me the entire blind dare saga from her friend's telling her the guy was nice, his wondering hands, and getting dumped in the desert. I told her about my casino outing and how I donated to the tribe and the casino. DeDe got a.