‘Sir?’ He didn’t speak, only looked at her. In the growing silence, she became nervous and started to wring her hands. ‘Is there something y...u wanted Sir?’ ‘You don’t talk like a slave,’ he observed, pouring himself a drink from a decanter. Of what, she wasn’t sure. Light Heart didn’t answer to his observation, just stood still waiting to meet his request. She loathed standing there in the middle of the floor, waiting on a spoiled pampered brat. She was to obey any request he made on a. " I've discovered new things about myself thanks to you, in effect you're giving me a present as well. We'll be home tomorrow and you know what happens then."The motorway services were full, hundreds of cars parked outside the main building in respite from the rain. Luckily there was a branch road leading to the motel itself. They were early, Beth would be another half hour yet but it gave them time to check-in before she arrived. Grabbing the bags once more, Nick followed as Jayne approached. As soon as she opened the door she stared into the eyes of a gorgeous 6'4" man. His sandy brown hair reminded her of Sir Roger Moore of the '007 James Bond' series . . . but better looking."Hello. Thank you for coming out on a Friday night. I totally forgot about the appointment." Well ma'am the pleasure is all mine especially to be in the presence of such a good looking lady. Now just show me where the unit is and I will work on it quickly. I wouldn't want to hod you up for your date," he. Shocked, she quickly closed the bag in case anyone could see what was in it. Embarrassed, she said, "Do you know what is in that bag?" Sure," Susan answered, "I picked it out for you."Denise didn't respond. Before long they had reached her apartment. Denise headed towards the door leaving the bag back in the car. Susan smiled and brought the bag into the apartment. Entering the apartment, she held up the bag and said, "Denise, come here. I bought this for you." Do you know what that is?"Susan.