Amy found her head nodding again. No, of course it doesn’t mean that, I’m not a prostitute, she thought. ‘You could be though you know, Amy, I�...m sure you’d be good at anything you tried’. ‘What? No, no.’ Amy shook her head, again thrown off-balance by her client. She couldn’t believe what Sophie was insinuating. ‘Oh, sorry, didn’t mean to offend.’ Amy felt Sophie’s hand stroking down her arm, the feeling lingering long after the touch had finished. She looked up to see Sophie leaning across the. I looked at the clock, thinking if I could get home in time to watch the second.Anne would be a bit annoyed, but I had stayed late and that was what she wanted. That and a nicer house, which meant I had to get a promotion. I was working late, taking on extra assignments and kissing my boss' arse just to get that bump up the ladder. It was paying off, my sources told me it was now head to head between me and Kelly, and I had been there longer.Kelly, however, had other appealing factors. Mainly. "I read to her until she fell asleep and then I went back to my bedroom and put my ear to the door. They were still at it. "Yes baby, oh yes, hard, just like that, hard."I went out to the kitchen, got myself a beer and sat down to nurse it. I wanted to give the girls plenty of time to fall asleep before I went after Herb and Helen. I finished the beer and got up to get another, but before I got to the fridge I was grabbed by what I can only call morbid curiosity. I moved down the hall and put. I promise I will do better in future.”Pamela smiled a slight smile and touched the side of his face. “You did just fine Dillon. Thank you.” With that she opened the door and disappeared inside. He put his hand to his face where she’d touched him, still feeling the coolness of her fingers.Cavanaugh’s lawyer blustered about charges of assault and having Dillon deported, but when he saw the security footage from outside the hotel, his threats went away. So did Mr. Cavanaugh.Now Pamela was going to.