Instead Meredith simply ripped the shirt open and stood before him in her bra. The buttons flew across the room but Brock didn't look for them. This b...a didn't have flowers on it. It was lacy and very transparent. Brock could see the top of Meredith's nipples through the top of the fabric. He gulped involuntarily."Do you remember our rules?" Meredith asked.Brock smiled at the memory."I do," he said."Good," she said. "Now forget them. I don't think I want to go, uh, well..."She trailed off,. I need release soon.My head is foggy with confusion. I have never had these feelings for Anna before. 'Surely this is just the wine,' I think to myself.Anna walks to the other room to gather a few remaining dishes from the den, and I watch her leave. Her hips sway just slightly, and her skirt creeps up dangerously as she leans over to pick up a few wine glasses that had been set on the wood floor. I can see she is wearing a garter belt underneath her tantalizingly short skirt. I turn back. Iput on some makeup and my wig and was all set. I opened the door. Thehallway was empty. I went to the elevator and pressed the button. Itarrived and a woman from the hotel was on it. I stepped on, nodded helloand turned away. She responded, saying "hello."Then out I went into the lobby. Nobody said a word, although therestaurant hostess nodded hello. Did she realize anything? Did she care?Then I went out the front door of the hotel, and guess what, I felt arelease of tension that was so. They werein obvious shock as it dawned on them exactly what kind of work theywould be expected to do here looking the way they did."No!" objected Durf. "You can't means we'll be doing that." I won't do that!" exclaimed Merk. "I don't want no guys doing thatkind of stuff to me." Of course you do, girls," whispered Olgindra.Durf stared at Merk. "What's gone wrong with you now, Merk," he saidindignantly. "That kind of stuff is just what Doxella pays us fordoing night after night."Merk shook his.