So that gentleman offered her water. And it caused the beginning of our friendly chats, among us me, my wife and him. It was obvious from his gestures... or countenance and way of talking that he was taking interest in my attractive (and full-bodied), which I did not dislike.Night was aging rapidly it was a general class coach, and one window-glass on our opposite side was left cracked, and through it the cold wind entering towards us. She was feeling cold, I could make out. But she gave me her. She smiled at me. The alcohol had eased her inhibitions and she began to unbutton her blouse, soon taking it off. The guys at the next table had quit looking at the stage and were now riveted on Carleigh. As she continued to dance, she dropped her skirt on the floor, now dancing in front of me wearing only bra and panties. A few more guys saw what was happening at our table and started to watch us. Carleigh continued to dance; I motioned to her to unhook her bra. She was hesitant, so I stood up. Now, after five years, the only thing that annoyed me was that it would be a good month or so before Luther would find out the truth of what I’d done. That the money I’d fronted him was in fact generated from a side agreement I had made to sell my stake on to some particularly unpleasant Okinawan Yakuza. Not the kind of people I normally had access to, but Japan is a curious place where the most respectable of businesses often rub along cheek by jowl with some very unrespectable businesses.The. Finally an hour went by, then the second and so on. She started pacing anxious for anything to do, anything that would keep her from staring at her watch all the time. She started shouting for help once more. Still no answer.Why? Why her? Her thoughts whirled in circles. She forced herself to stop, to think. Everybody said she was smart, her mom, her teachers. If she was so smart she should try to think it out. Was this a kidnapping? If so there was hope for her. She remembered the TV shows, if.