Running his fingers through my hair, he said “I really like you Crissy, you’re really a pretty girl.” I could feel myself starting to get arouse.... Turning my head, he pulled me close and kissed me. Hesitantly I kissed him back. Opening my lips, his tongue slithered into my mouth. Slowly I started sucking his tongue. With one hand on the back of my head, and the other, wrapped around my waist, I was powerless to resist. His hand slowly slid down my side, lightly caressing my knee. I put my hands. . what?" He slept on the couch." The kettle clicked off behind her, but Shawna didn't even start to turn."What did I say to him?" she whispered."Lots of stuff, most of which was just angry — and I don't know if you had a point or not." And?" Shawna stared at the floor, knowing from the tone of Hope's voice that something worse was coming."You don't remember?" I remember being angry at him. I remember him trying to run away from everything again..." Do you remember telling him that if you didn't. Being away from home was painful but there was scope for a little chance to let my hair down and the locals had invited me for a drink and perhaps dinner later. I walked into the room, it was comfortable, I knew this hotel well, I had stayed here before. I put my overnight bag down and then proceeded to check the room. I took off my coat and hung it up in the cupboard. Unpacked my clothes and hung them. As it was getting dark outside I decided it was OK to raid the mini bar and get out the. .." He turned back to Ruth. "... Mr. Carson is tied up with Katrina. If he commits to a show with me, will he honor the commitment?" Yes, I believe he will," Ruth said."Mr. Pound, I need openings in galleries like yours to insure that my work remains a good investment for my buyers." I smiled. "I'm young, but I don't need the extra money that comes from private commissions versus traditional openings, so I can and will take the long view. Please excuse me for speaking to Ruth as if you weren't.