" the woman looked up finally and nodded her head. "Upstairs, I think. Back there, by the restrooms..." Are you sure?" Wolfgang asked, following the w...man's eyes towards a wide opening in the wall."Eva went up to her room a couple hours ago," she told him, picking up the money as the bartender approached. "That's all I know." What's upstairs?" Wolfgang asked and the girl shrugged, turning her attention to the drinks she needed.The stairway was some two meters wide and red carpeted with a brass. "After hugging her, the nurses turned into a nearby suite to use the restroom to dry their tear-filled eyes before approaching their man. "He's not going to like this," Bobby said to her sister as they looked at each other in the vanity mirror.Sandra let out a derisive chuckle as she blotted her eyes with a tissue. "That's an understatement." She fought back tears again before continuing, her voice ragged. "How did we get into this? We need to get jobs, but how are we going to do that without. Sheila is my age but of Indian descent, she is 5' 4" tall and very slim with long black hair.When I got back I told Chris that I had bumped into Sheila and that we had arranged to go out next Friday. Chris thought this was a good idea for me to go out and catch up on things with Sheila as he had to go away for the weekend for some work.I phoned Sheila and confirmed our meeting up, and saying that she could stay at our place as Chris would be away for the weekend, Shelia said "as she lived. Makes me drip for him, every nerve ending rattling in my body, heightened as his hot breath snorts in my ear, almost taunting that he can breathe while I struggle.Fuck, he's a dangerous man. I love it – him – so much that I ache when he's lecturing. The same ache I'll barely be able to contain when he's three thousand miles away. Back in Vermont and his idyllic campus life. The adulation of his regular students. His vanilla wife who doesn't get him like I do. Doesn't let him use her like I do..