Another reason why I liked the hotel so much, and this floor especially, was that there was nowhere to sit except on the bed. Actually, there was no o...her furniture in the room at all except for a wide ledge with a small electric kettle, two coffee cups and half a dozen each of instant tea, coffe and sugar sachets on a tray on it. And a small bar fridge tucked just under it. There was no tv, no radio, no nothing except a small "bedlight" mounted over the head of the bed.I called it "The. During a period of silence, I stared into her eyes and she began to blush,“What?”, she said“You’re still as beautiful as the day I first saw you”She placed her face in her hands and laughed embarrassingly.I moved slowly closer down the bed,“I’m not sure what to do here, I’m really not”Her face took a look of seriousness, she could see the apprehension all over my face,“I am here aren’t I”With that, I leaned over and kissed her as passionately as I have ever kissed anyone. As she rolled to her. Ten minutes later he was sat on the sofa, coffee mug on the table in front of him watching the late evening news on TV when she came out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped round her and the robe draped over one arm. The other hand held her day’s clothing.“How do I use the washer?” she asked.“Just leave your things on the chair there, I’ll put them in if you want to get off to bed.”She did that and walked into the bedroom to finish drying herself and put the robe on.“Jon,” she shouted a couple. Obviously, Harry was taking seriously Persephone's threats to his safety if he tried to push the line with her."I know a few people," said Persephone. "I'm asking around." It's got to be someone who likes big, hairy guys," I said.Persephone didn't have much luck. Everyone around knew Harry and no one seemed to have a lot of interest in getting to know him better. Especially folks those with daughters. It wasn't hard to understand why. When we regrouped a week or so later, Persephone's tone.