” Mark turned and walked over and sat on the edge of his desk, looking at me in silence. “I’m fully aware of all that Josie. I have a lot t... lose here, but I am willing to take that risk. Have dinner with me tonight.” I turned and looked out the window, thinking. Could we possibly have an affair without anyone finding out? I felt his hands on my shoulders and his lips on my neck. A chill ran through me and I closed my eyes. I was losing control of my better judgment and I knew. Not knowing how long it would be before we saw each other again or what our future had in store for us. The hardest part of all were the tears in her eyes being the last vision I had of her as I walked down the tunnel and out of sight to board the plane. We had a fourteen hour flight and she was on my mind for every second of it. Tried as I might, I couldn't sleep a wink so to pass the time, I took out a pen and a tablet from my carry on and wrote Em a long letter which would become the first. The other two were underage, or at least I'd bet my license on it.Still I kept feeding the drinks to Bernadette, the brunette, and turned a blind eye to whoever she passed them off too. Let's face it, having three hot college coeds partying in your bar was always good for business. I looked back over at them, okay ... having two hot coeds and the other one, Grace, being kinda pretty but extremely well endowed was good for business.How were they making my life difficult? Simple, it was their. So smelly. Stinks make me gurgle. Stinks make my brain spasm a little. Hands try to rip it from my body. No. No. As soon as my fingers grip the damp cotton I see a xenomorph through a small window in the cell door.His little hands grasp a knob on the wall, his little hands turn it slightly. The metal ring around my neck begins to throb a little. Suddenly I cannot think properly. My brain feels like it is being mushed a little. Little gasps escape my lips, oooooooohhhhh, aaaawhhhh. Hands go to.