I finished up, and Layla walked in wearing nothing but a towel, and I quickly covered up with a towel. We kind of just stared at each other for a bit... but nervous as I was, I ran out to put on the clothes, but realized they were much too small. I went back by the bathroom door to tell Layla that she clothes wouldn't fit and she told me to just keep the towel on and just relax on the chair. I was able to move my clothes into the dryer, and went back to the chair to sit, and Layla came back. " she said with a smileSitting there with the beautiful woman we made small talk till the waiter came over to take our orders in perfect French I spoke with great elequence and with out taking my eyes from her the man left and it was back to us at the small table after the meal was eaten and not like an uncooth a****l with out manners I wiped at my muzzle with the cloth then asked if she would like to go for a walk around the Hotel gardens for some night air and she acceptedThe night air was. She moved with too much ease and familiarity through the bawdy dancers in the dim and crowded room.I looked around at the listless wallflowers in the ‘living’ room and wondered what they, and I, were doing there. Thoughts of her former life with Paul, her ex, a drug dealer and sex addict, filled my head. She had assured me those days of drugs and indiscriminate, casual, and mindless sex were long behind her. Yet, this seemed like that kind of lair. She’d also sworn she was now much more modest.. "You up for it? I got the cash."Kris sneered."Do I fucking lot like it?" he asked, keeping his voice low, "It's the middle of the fucking day, go rent someone else." But I like you." Oh god," Kris rolled his eyes, "I really don't have to listen to this." And he stormed off down the road and round the corner.The Circle Azure was every bit as luxurious as it had been reported to be. Kris stood at the front desk, an ornate oak structure with curls and lion feet. The foyer was bigger than his.