There were speakers built into the wall that provided background music to match the soft lighting. I noticed a camera stationed in the corner of the r...om just above the wet bar, with a red blinking light. I surmised that this was for the protection of the dancers. Susan and I took the love seat as Tiffany perched on the lounger. Ms. Reynolds pulled the ottoman to the middle of the room to address the three of us."Mr. Brookings has reserved and paid for this room for an hour. During this time,. "Well I get that part, but what are you?" I asked."we are the protectors of this land." He said.I nodded at the man."I can respect that." I said."Tell them not to come here." He said."I can tell them, but they won't listen." I said."Than they will die." He said"They will come at night, many of them, they will be almost as strong as me." I said.He frowned at that."How many?" He asked."Five or six at first, if you beat them more will come, in the end they will out number you." I said."what do you. "Kara?" Yes, Dan?" Can you relax?"A sigh. "I'm trying, I really am." I know you are. Why?" Why what?" Why are you trying so hard?" Because I must do this!" Hmmm."Why?" Because if this doesn't work I'll never be able to love a man."Oh, shit. What the hell is going on here?"What makes you think you can't love a man?" I have never been able to orgasm with a man." So?"She moved over, turned and looked at me with anger on her face. "Don't you get it? I can't get turned on, and I shudder at a man's. The swearing! Never once has Natalie heard Ruth swear. "Where the fuck is she! I want to see her. Tell me where the little whore is!" The sound of things thrown. The opening and banging of doors. Ruth in the hall outside the bedroom calling for Natalie to show herself.Ruth's silhouette at the doorway. Verity behind her, pleading, "Ruth, please, we have to talk."Ruth's twisted sadness when she sees Natalie sitting up in bed. The duvet is pulled high but not high enough to hide from Ruth the bare.