The four men, drivers and co-drivers of the two trucks were in the room with her. Jeff sat on the edge of the bed, nearest her, a glass in his hand, s...miling, lewdly, down at her nakedness. Brad sat on the foot of the bed smoking a cigarette. Lounging at ease, just taking a long draught from his glass, Pete sat in a gaily upholstered chair. Matt sat on a straight chair leaned back against the wall."She's waking up!" Jeff warned."Christ! It's about time!" Matt commented.Her eyes fluttered open. Cassie grabbed her purse and opened the front door. "And don't take long, girlfriend. Darren will be here for lunch in ten minutes."Stephanie stared at her friend's back as she tore out of the house and started for her car. Stephanie stared out the front door for a moment."Cassie. Come back, please."The two friends walked back into the house. Stephanie didn't know where to start. She offered Cassie some tea. They sat down at the table and after a sip of tea, Cassie looked at Stephanie. "So what. Maybe it was her glasses or the way she carried herself but she definitely felt more mysterious and less inviting than Jenny. Her long black hair was neatly curled and complimented. Out of the other housemates, she definitely appeared to be most mature and composed.After the introductions and idle chatter, I started to unpack and settle into my new room. The room was painted light blue as it was Diana's favorite color. There room consisted of a king sized bed in one corner of the room and two. But by now, my weapon has taken on a life of its own, and I couldn’t stop it or even control it, even if I tried to.’ Later that evening, when Wendy Warmcox had returned to her room next to Jane Bond’s, and Jane was alone in her own hotel room, Jane had time to sort out the jumble of feelings and emotions she had experienced earlier that evening, and was experiencing now. Would inviting the inventor of the dangerous WWW weapon into her life, make life hard for Jane? Or would eating-out Wendy.