"So... why are you both here in the building anyways?" she asked, trying to sound as nonchalant as possible, while starting to reach for her dry cloth...s. "Oh? No 'thank you for the great time'?" Christian said, taking Alexi's long hair and wringing the water out. He did the motion several times for all the water to be out before he let her hair down. "Maybe you didn't enjoy it as much as I thought you did." Or maybe this ungrateful slut wants more and needs to be taught a lesson about. “No, it’s not that, it’s just that I’m not staying at the hotel anymore.” I told her, “No expense account.”“Ah.” She agreed, leaning back in her chair as her face assumed that inscrutable expression I’d heard so much about but never actually seen before.“I charge hotel for massage, not this.”And she placed 4 four fingers against her chest between her breasts.“This,” she continued, “Not for money.”I felt my face drop, contort, and twist in shame. I stared at her pretty face; was she really. You tell him to keep tightening it until you can't take any more."I stared at him in horror that he was involving my son in his plans for me; it was bad enough to have him see my humiliation without having him as part of it."You were warned lady," Don growled menacingly.He nodded his head and I heard my son cry out, turning my head I saw him in the grip of two boys who were pushing his arms up his back. Snatching the collar I ran over to my son, the boys let him go as I stopped in front of him. What a minute?who's that?" Dale was looking at a young lady who was at the registration table."I've never met her," Mitchell answered. "She was talking to Ruthie, let's go ask her."Ruthie was a fixture at any bowling event. When she was younger, she was one of the best in the area. Now she only bowled for pleasure, but she was active in the administration part of the tournaments."Hiya, Ruthie," Mitchell said walking over to the sign up area."Hi Mitchell, planning on winning today?" Ruthie.