"I put my name on the list," Amanda said. "Shirl says I might get a shot at the upstairs bar when it opens."Scott poured the liquid concoction into a ...glass."Garnish with an orange slice and a maraschino cherry." I hope that's okay," he said as he handed the glass to her."You did great. Nice meeting you," she said."See you around," he replied. He enjoyed watching her walk away, but he had the thought that Shirl might not appreciate him poaching from the staff. He turned his attention back to the. Did lead stop my emotion sensors like Superman's x-ray vision? No, lead lined is irrelevant. The master bedroom closet is over thirty feet away. Get a grip little missy.Did I stop panicking? Hah! My belly felt like a butter churn in action.A strange emotional signature coming my way forced me to focus. I took a deep breath and slowly let the air escape my lungs. Suddenly, another man jumped into the framed opening to the hall and sprayed bullets everywhere.Jesus! The noise!I pointed and. "Mostly celebrities who want some time away from their work. Some rich folk's daughters as well whenever they run away from home." Do they make a mess like they usually do?" They do not," Mr. Little laughed. "The main rule here is if you break it, you pay for it and you never come back." I like this place already," I grinned. "I'm glad I bought it."The Desert Rose was a small hotel in northeastern Nevada, well away from the hustle and bustle of the cities. To be honest, I hadn't really bought. He was just a little taller than me and our bodies fit together nicely. I already had a glimpse of him. He wasn’t bad looking. Kinda looked like he had been in a wedding that night or something. I had on a mini skirt, thong, heels, tank top, with an over-sized jacket on. He nuzzled his face into my neck planting kisses and deeply inhaling my perfume like we were old familiar lovers. I felt his hands slip under my jacket to my breasts. He gave a tug at the tank top stretching it lower so my.