. please, Sir. Come with me?"Hopewell scooped up his papers, shoved them into his open briefcase, and stepped towards the flustered marine."No problem... son. Do your duty."They left the situation room.Stinson glared at the remaining men and women in uniform at the table. They all glanced at each other. Silent anger showed on their faces, their mouths set in tight lines, their jaws clenched, their eyes hard and cold. No one spoke."I want an answer!" Stinson raged. "I want that alien menace out of. He didn't hit her so strongly and he was hitting different spots, but after several more strokes she shouted, “Stop!” He sat on a chair and ordered, “Stand in front of me.” He watched her for a while and then he asked, “Do you feel ashamed?” “No.” “No? A stranger is watching you naked...” his face showed amusement. “You are not a stranger,” she replied. “Okay, we will try to boost the embarrassment.” He grabbed a scarf and blindfolded her. She felt his fingers on her breasts. “Do you feel. "This club is expensive, too expensive for the likes of you" she said. I was a little disappointed because she didn't mention her name. I just sat there as she took another puff of her cigarette. She sipped her wine before looking up directly into my eyes. She spoke again. "Five thousand cash" she said as she sat the wine glass back down. I gulped as I knew I didn't have access to that kind of money. I watched this lovely creature push her chair back and cross her legs, giving me a brief but. All was fine the first week and I kept out of the way whilst the workmen stripped the walls and cleared away the dusty dirty mess, leaving one half of the building just a bare brick shell. Then though he, that evil man, began to leer at me, in a lewd way, sometimes licking his lips, smirking. Sometimes I felt nervous and had palpitations or butterflies in my stomach — especially when he came up quietly behind me in the small kitchen we had to share. When he went away I would hear him making fun.