Jack proceeded to walk up tothe check-in counter all the while looking at the women that were presentin the room with him. Jack's eyes caught one woma... that was heavilypregnant and for some reason did not understand the concept of revealingclothes as her belly was screaming underneath the extremely tight shirtthat she was wearing. When Jack got to the counter he was met with asomewhat displeased looking receptionist. She quickly pulled Jack out ofhis thoughts with her standard questions. "Name. “Yeah, I know,” she said, “I'm sure we can come up with something.”Troy kissed the back of her neck and left ear.They sat not saying anything for a little bit, with Troy kissing her, then she said, “You've got something hard in your pocket don't you?”“No,” he said.“You've got a knife in there, don't you?” she said.“Fuck no, I don't have a weapon on me,” he said.She stood up suddenly and said, “Prove it.”“Whip it out,” she said.He stood up and glared at her.She said,” Imagine it's a bachelorette. "Yeah." What do you do here?" Security." Well, that's an important job, uhhh... What's your name?" Chip. Charles Keller, I mean, but everyone calls me Chip." Well, Chip, listen. I'm a lawyer, and I can tell you that security is a very important job. I'm sure it's not a job they'd give to a dum... eh, to anyone that they didn't think could handle it. Right?" Nah. I'm a dumb jock. He told me so. Couldn't give Meg what she needs." Who told you?" Boss." Well, Chip, maybe he's wrong." I said. Her feet were tied together by her pants and tights, now he carried her (he was puffing when he got there, you don't have to be fit to be a microbiologist) to the bed. There, on her back, she watched as he ripped off his clothing in double quick time. No, foreplay, nothing, he wanted in, he wanted her now, like this. Nearly launching himself onto her, he moved her willing knees apart. Her feet still held together, she couldn't open far, but it was enough. She reached down and positioned him,.