No grace. These bastards all look alike to me. Ain’t no one movin’ a muscle. Music’s playin’ still but the band sounds strained. No one’s da...cin’. Nothin’. Then I see why, as I step out the front o’ the Manor. Blues lined up ready for a showdown, and that sweet lookin’ lady I clubbed. She’s pointin’ at me like I’m the one what was gonna kill her. Stupid lady, I saved you. Idiots. I’m not a murderer. At best I’m a world class thief. They order me to put my hands up. ‘PUT YOUR HANDS UP!’ I put my. She put down the tray on my bedside table, and did a very strange thing. Taking my proffered hand in hers, she put it to her full lips, and kissed it, muttering something I didn’t understand. Then she turned on her high, metallic stilettos, and hurried from the room, her long slender legs encased in black seamed stockings, the lace tops of which were tantalisingly in view under her short black miniskirt. I ate my breakfast hungrily, and then busied myself taking a shower. Soon afterwards, a. "It didn't hurt" he laughed holding his hands up "high five" he smiled. I rolled my eyes and high fived him pinning his hands behind his head. I layed flat against him and ran my cheek against his "I still want you" I whispered into his ear. "Take me then" he whispered back. I closed my eyes, I didn't think my heart could take 'taking him' any longer. It was so tired of pumping blood so hard."why don't you take me?" I replied. His hands traveled down my back, gripping my ass lightly "take off. "Comfortable," she remarked. "This is better than the bed downstairs. I think I'll stay up here tonight." Assuming she was joking, but, understanding she might not be, I asked, "Should I plan on staying downstairs?" Looking at the other side of the bed, she said, "No, I don't think so. The bed's big enough." She got comfortable on her side, and I made my way over to the other side. Getting into the bed, and under the covers, I laid on my side, ending up facing Lilly. A few minutes later, I.