‘I’ll be back in a few.’ Dylan watched as she walked away and smiled to himself. He had made reservations at a highly recommended restaurant for...that night, and he was relieved she had said yes. When Stephanie returned with his food she asked, ‘So, where are we going?’ ‘Does it matter?’ ‘Well, it does matter because I need to know what to wear.’ ‘Hmm. Good point. Well, I am wearing a tie, so you should wear what you think might be appropriate.’ ‘Well, that leaves me a lot of answers,’ she said. After asking her for her ticket I called and explained her situation, gave them all the pertinent information, and told them that we would be there in the morning to get her luggage.Trying to put aside the obvious attraction I felt for Anna and return to reality, it occurred to me that her wet clothing might be getting a bit uncomfortable. “Anna, I have a clothes dryer in the back of the coach. Would you like to dry your things?”“If it’s not too much trouble,” she said with her voice trailing. Jeff and Tom turned and ran. The smartest thing they'd done all day, as faras I was concerned.I walked up to her and stepped on her right wrist, applying pressure untilshe released the gun from her grip.She lay there on her back and looked up at me groggily. The wound was notfatal, but it would be many hours before the effects of the tranquilizerdart would wear off.Dart pistols have a dreadfully short range but if used properly they'requite effective and easy to conceal."John Vega?" she. I noticed he was keeping it away from her face. A small relief at least.I looked on in awe as he bent down, his lips pursed, and sucked her nipple into his mouth before releasing it, swirling his tongue around it slowly before slowly kissing his way down her flat, toned stomach. He grabbed her hips, shifting her around the bed until she lay sideways, her legs dangling from the edge. He rested the phone on the bed for just a moment. Then, in a practiced motion he somehow made look easy, he.