And in the distance, a steady hammering sound, boom boom boom, rippling through the ground.It was coming from the suite.Working at a hotel, Carson ove...rheard people fucking all the time. But this was different. This was fucking like he’d never imagined, and whatever Mr. Armisen was working with was being thrust hard enough to reverberate down the hall. He followed the sound toward the suite, where it only grew louder. And louder.He heard the bed first--the squeak of the springs creaking over and. “I swear.” He made the boy scout three-finger sign. “I suppose I should have, but in what I call ‘normal vision’ you’re stunning. I guess I didn’t want to ruin that.”“Oh, John.” She cupped his right cheek.She leaned forward.“You guys okay in there?” Brandon pounded on the door.Veronyka touched her forehead to John’s.“Please don’t kill him, he still needs to take us up.” She whispered.“No promises.” He growled.“We’re fine. Just give us a minute!” He called.“Okay, but if you guys are shagging,. It was just too coincidental for me to believe that they meant to get him and not me.”“I thought so the minute that I read the news article,” Vincent said.“We haven’t found the man who attacked him,” Mike said, “I’m not making any long term commitments until I know one way or the other. I don’t want to leave a grieving widow behind.”“I don’t blame you,” Vincent said.Sally rolled her eyes and said, “She isn’t going to feel any better if you are killed before you get married than if you are. I sat up and reached for my martini, more for courage than the need for more alcohol, and let the hands slip my dress off my shoulders and down to my waist. I had chosen a lacy black; low cut bra and the creamy white tops and sides of my breasts were there for everyone to see. Hell I didn't care anymore; I want them to see me, I wanted them to lust for me! As Georges' fingers slipped in and out of my pussy I looked as Bill unsnapped my bra and then I was topless at a table filled with high.