I returned the car and went and checkedin. I was extremely self conscious being dressed as I was and I have nodoubt that that self consciousness made ...e act differently. I certainlyseemed to get close attention as I went through the security and passportchecks. Once in the departure lounge I did see Sarah but I ignored her. Ididn't know what she'd do to embarrass me if I disobeyed the instructionsshe'd given me back at the villa.The flight itself was uneventful. After landing, as we were. "I smiled. "Okay, Eddie. You're on. I want about another hour in the sun then I'll clean up and we can find a place for supper." I lay back and basked in the sun while Eddie went inside. I stayed out for almost an hour before going to my room to shower and dress. I headed for the lobby knocking on Eddie's door as I went by.There was a bar in the lobby and I mixed a drink. I was dressed in what I considered a normal outfit of a blouse and trim slacks with low heels. I sat in the lobby sipping my. She was being polite – for now.“Okay, Miss Gregson, I’ll get you some bottles of water. You could have had them six hours ago, you know. All you had to do was ask.”She somehow managed to hold back the retort, but her eyes flashed dangerously. Yeah, she had a fair point; if I hadn’t kidnapped her in the first place, six hours ago she’d have been back home, her run completed, in her own bedroom, having a hot shower before breakfast, looking forward to the weekend ahead. Life can be a real bitch. ‘If you d-don’t mind my saying.’ He peeled a security pass identity sticker from a roll and passed it to her through the window of his booth. ‘I don’t mind at all,’ smiled Emma. ‘I love compliments on my boobs. I wish more men were like you, unafraid to pass comment. Here, would you like to put the sticker on my vest?’ ‘Oh, um, yes please,’ the guard licked his lips as Emma approached proffering her sumptuous bosom in its tissue-thin skin tight shroud of pale blue stretchy cotton. Emma angled.