“Jesus honey, I don’t know how you came through that. How can some one do that?”“I didn’t come through it love,” A pair of cool lips brush...d his own, “I died, remember.”Marek grimaced as his mind conjured up images based on Heather’s description of the final hours of her life. His couldn’t even imagine the torture that she had endured at that woman’s hands.“Okay love so you want revenge, I can understand that. So how are we going to do this.” Marek asked grimly.“We, I’m sorry love you can’t. “I told him that I didn’t remember that and he said, I told you that you will be nude every time that you come in here and that I am in total control of you when you enter this room.”“What did you do babe?” I asked.“I apologized and took my dress off and handed it to him, Steve,” she smiled, “Then I asked, everything, you want everything off? And he said, yes, totally nude please.”She told me that she unclipped her bra and handed it to him before easing her white sexy thong down and off, he. They'd know by now that we'd gone out, so it seemed a good idea to have a story. The simplest thing was to say we'd just decided to take a late-night stroll around. OK, it was a little strained; who spends hours wandering around an unfamiliar city in the middle of the night? But we could (sort of) explain it as walking off after-show tension, they couldn't disprove it, and there was certainly nothing illegal about it. As for the missing cat, well, he'd been a stray I'd picked up, he wasn't. Don't forget yourflowers."She stood, taking a second to catch her balance in her heels. As theywalked to the lift he slipped his arm around her waist. "It now lookslike we're having an affair, glamorous woman slipping up to a hotelroom in the middle of the afternoon carrying flowers, so we might aswell play up to it. If fact you will need to get used to being staredat in hotel lobbies. If you're visiting a client, entering and leavinga hotel room within a couple of hours, looking like you're.