"I'm thinking of shoving good ol' Pete's arm up Davis's ass, and breaking it off up there. Listen to Davis crying like the little pussy he is. I wonde... if he'll call for his Mama..." Too inefficient," Alice said, no trace of emotion on her face or in her voice. "A quick beatdown for all eight of them, twenty seconds, no more. Then we call the police and wait for them to arrive."Harry sighed. It all might have ended with just words, but he knew guys – Devon had ensured Davis had to do something,. He complimented my good looksand I found myself thanking him as any other woman would. He poured me aglass of white wine and we made small talk.Marcus was a self-made multi-millionaire - involved in the arms trade. Hedidn't have time to go out and meet "girls" so used Bruno's agency tosupply him."I must say," he said, "Bruno has outdone himself this time - you aregorgeous."I smiled again and thanked Marcus for his kind words.After a few more glasses of wine I found myself sat next to Marcus on. As the Prince sat down again, the Emir realised that only a matter of seconds had passed since he rose to begin the operation.'At that rate, ' the Emir thought, 'this Prince could deflower hundreds a day, but in such a brutal fashion? Well, I am glad that I am not marking these guests for skill.'"The second honoured guest is the Hajji Darwish Dosmukhamedov, the third entrant was Dalayla," said the Emir, and he paused for effect, "so she will be paired with the Hajji for her public. The last traces of Ernst in her life had leaked out and wet her crotch as she drove. She smirked when she noticed the spot – something about it was inexplicably humorous. So much for intimacy, she thought wryly. ******* She spent the night in a motel off the interstate, then in the morning she angled her direction slightly west. Without realizing it, she was heading towards the address on the envelope – the envelope she had tossed onto the passenger seat, as if to serve as a conversation.