He picked her up and carried her away, to his car many blocks away. No one really paid any attention to him.He put her in the car, on the passenger se...t. He bent her over, tying her wrists behind her back, then her ankles together. He sat her back up, shoved a ball gag into her mouth and buckled it behind her head. He put a bandana around her face, in the style of the old robbers of the west, so no one could see the gag, then buckled her in. He slid in behind the wheel, and started the car. It. "Then show me to your bedroom."Justin took her by the hand and led her upstairs to his bedroom."Do you want to undress me, or shall I get naked myself?" she asked."What?" he asked."Do you want to undress..." I heard you. I just never had a woman ask me so bluntly like that." Would you like me to act coy like a human woman? I can if you'd prefer. I can be anything you want: a plain girlfriend, a cruel dominatrix, or an obedient Gorean slave. Your choice." Uh, no. I like you just the way you are.. "That is exactly what I mean about the social contract. We had a discussion, we were honest with each other and it's resolved."Monica sipped her juice. "Reid -- If something like that were true ... What would that do to the score?" Nothing," he replied. "It wouldn't change how I feel for you. It might change how I deal with you." What do you mean?" We're still learning about each other. If I discovered something like that about you ... If I thought there was a risk that something I did might. We left the park and went to our hotel. Passion was on hold for a few minutes because we both had to pee but I had champagne sent up from Room Service. The delivery guy looked young and virile but I gave Murphy a look that told her in no uncertain terms that she was all mine this night. If she was disappointed, it didn’t show. I poured champagne and raised a glass in a toast that only a certain kind of bride wants to hear on her honeymoon, “I want you, you fucking Gaelic bitch, now get.