.” He waited until Olivia took her gaze from her backpack and stared at him. “I really liked what you were playing. What’s the name of the piece...?”Olivia stopped reaching for her backpack as her gaze fell back to the piano. “I haven’t given it a name yet.” she finally said softly.“You’re kidding.” Phil replied, breaking into a grin. “You’re fucking kidding. You made that?! You’re talented!”“Thank you.” Olivia simply said back.“I know this kinda sounds strange, but would you ... would you keep. She didnt move, she just listened to him walk to her feet. Then he pulled her bikini bottoms off and flipped her onto her back. She screamed and flailed and hit him, but it didnt faze him one bit. He positioned himself so he was between her legs so she couldnt kick him and yanked his pants off. Veeta looked down. She didnt see how large he was before he pushed it in her with ease. She couldnt hide it anymore. A loud groan escaped her lips and she reached up and grasped his shirt. There was a. He walked up the parking lot path clearly markedfor pedestrian traffic and towards the large mansion in front of him.The lot was littered with BMWs and more than a few Mercedes. "The entrance fees to this place must be very steep. I guess Jake isdoing a lot better than I imagined," he said aloud to no one inparticular.Once he entered the building it looked like a fancy hotel. Everyone wasdressed as if they had just stepped out of Vogue. A young man in a crisp white shirt and a red tie came up. Suppose we pretend we are strangers, and meet accidentally, maybe at dinner this evening. You romance me, and take me dancing and walking in the moonlight and stuff like that but no sex, except maybe some kissing and holding hands, until the last night and then we can confess our ‘undying love’ and wear out your bed. I’ll be really horny by then and I hope you will too, unless you have someone else on board. Do you have someone else on board?’ ‘No, I’m by myself. This sounds intriguing. I.