I took a deep breath struggling to catch my breath and composed myself before opening the door slightly and nervously peering around it."Alright love ...ou got any metal"I swallowed hard and stuttered a reply "no im sorry no"The guys stood there grinning and rocking on his heels his mate leaning against his back to try and peer in at me "i saw you.. cor you was propper going for it just then wasnt ya?"I was about to shut the door when i heard cunthunters voice boom over the laptops mic for the. A uniformed flunkey opened the car door, and they went inside along a well lit and well carpeted corridor to a spacious lounge with a bar, a servery for food, several waiters and absolutely no other customers."What is this lounge? I've never seen it before," Paulette asked."Here in the land of Liberté, Egalité and Fraternité there are five different classes of lounge at this airport; only Moscow's Sheremetyevo under the communist comrades has had more class distinction. The lowest of the five. No longer able to compensate by bending over, her body righted itself slightly and she stood on her toes. It was clear from the constrained scream that the first muscles had begun to pull in her upper arms and across her shoulders. She was feeling her first taste of real pain, the pain that would soon purge her soul and obtain for us the names we desired. The third pull required the effort of both myself and the guard, as it rotated the young witch's arms vertically toward the ceiling behind. Another intermingled couple off to the side dining room was tucked in a corner lip-locked as well, the girl's back was to her, but you could tell her hand was down his pants. She wondered if this was what John means by experiencing high school stuff – If it is she was ready to answer with a resounding no thanks.Chris found Tori, approached, and put his arm around her waist. "Having fun?" He asked."Yeah, I am not a drinker or smoker, and that shot was, WOW!" She admitted, and they both.