Well actually, she looked terrified. Those blue eyes were streaming with tears and saliva dripped from the ball gag. As for her four foot five, ninety...eight pound body, it had all the curves of a young developing woman. Whoever paid the highest bid to deflower this girl, whatever the cost, it would be worth it!"So there you have our eight spinning beauties." Tripp raised his arms as if showcasing new cars. I have to admit, the site of eight nude girls, helpless, like statues rotating on. In for a penny, in for a pound. I kept going. “Unfortunately, Mister Ambassador, my country has a saying. Perhaps you have heard of it - actions speak louder than words. The actions of your nation are not the actions of a friend or an ally. What am I to think, and what is the average American to think, of these actions?”“Mister President, for many years now our nations have been allied, and we have not allowed minor differences to detract from our joint mission of bringing peace to the entire. “How much would it take to ease your conscience?”“I am not a prostitute!”I turned and went to my safe. I pulled out some cash and set it on the table in front of her.“10,000 enough? You can say you won it at the tables.”Her eyes went to the money. Then they met mine. She reached for the money and put it in her purse. I held out my hand to her.“Would you accompany me to the penthouse?”She stood and took my hand and we walked to the elevator to go upstairs. I led her to my bedroom and she looked. "How do you know her name?" hissed Kirsty."It's on her name tag," I responded. I knew that was true because I'd just this minute read it. Before that I hadn't got a clue what her name was.I held Kirsty's gaze still, "As I told your mother, I'm not going to run around on you but by the same token, I'm not going to stop speaking to people who speak to me. If some girl wants to flirt with me, that's all well and good but it won't get them anywhere. If you don't believe me, or won't accept that as.