I want you to model for me, to act like my own personal contestant on, y'know, America's Next Top Model. You think you can do that? You think you coul... even win it?' 'No. It's demeaning, women strutting like that to be ogled and just for fame or money. I think they're disgusting and do the cause for woman's advancement irreparable harm.' 'What? You're one of those flaming feminists, are you?' 'I have my beliefs. I have my principles. I'm strong and I'm independent. I know. I know what I. I still love you’ The light got a little brighter and stayed where it was. ‘Please, stay with me and talk.’ He heard her voice. It seemed to be inside his head, he did not hear it with his ears. ‘D, D, Deuce’ she stuttered ‘I, I know about how you are special. I saw when you were a tiny baby many years ago. That is why we bonded so well.’ He remained quiet, waiting for her to continue. ‘When I saw the way you are, you were only 3 weeks old. I understand what you feel.’ He thought ‘How can you. She stared at the pack standing before her on the floor. Fifteen minutes ago, she had entered the tent with every intention of packing and preparing for the hike back.Now she just sat there gazing at the half-finished packing job she had started. Despite her talks with Jason and Liz last night, Frank still plagued her mind. She supposed it was a normal reaction to what had happened, but it still hurt. Hurt a lot. She wished the pain would go away, but it persisted - a hollow, aching throb.Also,. His eyes; she could see the desire in his eyes and it made her chest rise and fall, her proud nipples standing clear beneath the soft material of her dress. Half way through the drink Bob finally arrived and panted his apologies. She tried to hide the disappointment in her voice as she spoke to him, keeping half an eye out for her waiter. They sat through the meal, the starter and the main course with Bob talking about work the whole time, twice she’d tried to divert the conversation but he’d.