’ ‘What little problem?’ ‘I’ll show you when you get here, now fucking get a move on, I’m starving and need some pain killers.’ ‘I’m...on my way.’ Patrick put the mobile back in his jeans pocket and looked across the room to where the girl sat huddled in the corner on the cardboard boxes. She sat with her hands tied in front of her, never taking her eyes off him. The memory of how she felt under him echoed in his head and the memory of the sweet smell of her permeated his brain. The acrid smell. As always, he found the task a difficult one; he had always possessed a slight weakness, a turning toward Good, but not enough to cause a shift in his choice of an alignment Deity.He expanded his conscious awareness, meshing with this aspect of the universe. The contact was there, but it was strangely weak. No stronger, he realized than it would be in any unconsecrated place. Focusing his gaze, he studied his surroundings.A dusty cubicle. Walls whose decorative murals had long since faded. The. After having set the foundation with a light powdering, Iused a pencil to define her brows. As I said before she has nice femininebrows so I just filled in a little and then extended them out alittle...coming to a point a little past the corner of her eyes. Then I usedgel eyeliner in black (I think it was called Midnight Rendezvous). I appliedit to look like the eyeliner Katie Perry is wearing in her second Video....Ithink it is the second, but don't hold me to that. Anyway, I used a Kohlpencil. Thinking out loud, I talk myself into putting on my purple lingerie, black stockings, hooked to the garters and my blue denim button down the front dress. I look in the mirror and have to be satisfied as time is short. I slip my feet into black heels and survey the bedroom once again. All is how I imagined it to be. In the dining room I have a bottle of champagne on ice, the table is set for two, all I have left is to grill the steaks and toss the salad once more. I place several salad.