’ ‘Do you think she feels that way?’ After all she’s only known him a short time.’ ‘I knew how I felt about you by the end of that first d...y.’ ‘Really!’ ‘Yes Roger, really.’ she replied, smiling at my obvious amazement. ‘Men are so blind about some things.’ ‘How long do you think she’s felt this way about Steve?’ ‘Several weeks.’ As I recalled some of the many sensational thrills Barbara’s body had given me during the past months – and realised that I might never experience any of them again –. The man who had brought the drinks slid between her table and the next and took the seat facing her. Gently placing a soft brown leather briefcase, which he had just unslung from his shoulder, on the table. He looked across at her as if appraising her. "You are prettier than in the photos I saw, less sweaty and used of course, but definitely prettier" He exclaimed. She smiled sweetly and nodded at the compliment, this was his time after all."I need you to do something for me. Could you just. "I'm sorry," he said, "but I can't help it." No need to be sorry. It's rather flattering."He smiled lovingly at her. "The trouble is there's the urge to go further like we did last night. Don't get me wrong I loved every minute of it but if you hadn't left when I made you I don't think you'd have left a virgin."She had recovered her poise now and was looking him in the eye. "I get turned on too," she said. "Very turned on. I don't get hard like you but everything down there gets warm and tingly. 'How is this going to work ... with the bars in the way' the semi naked woman wondered. 'Maybe she'll open the cell ... I could escape!' The thought brought the nervous tension back to her stomach and she realized what a bad move it would be to attempt it. 'The car is still out of gas and way out on the county road ... I wouldn't get far ... they'd hunt me down and I'd be in even worse trouble. No I gotta play this hand the way it's been dealt' and that apparently meant subjugating herself to.