" She was emphatic, "Remember, you said you'd have to trust me. Make-up will make a big difference."She sat me down on a chair in front of her vanity ...and began to apply a number of things to pretty me up. She put on a liquid foundation of some sort, then a little color, then eyebrow pencil, then eye liner, then lipstick. She reached into the box and pulled out a card with some earrings and then clipped them on my ear lobes. "Now for the 'piece d'resistance'. Ta-da!" She reached into the box and. After a short while, he called her name softly, but there was no response. Danny thought carefully. Maybe she was downstairs in the bar, waiting for him to join her. He climbed out of bed, and went into the small bathroom to take a shower, unfastening his wristwatch and placing it on the bedside table. As he glanced at its luminous dials he noticed with irritation that it was still showing 2 o'clock. Damn, he thought, the battery must have expired. He made a mental note to buy a replacement as. I studied myself, feeling brazen and sluttish as my nudity was so fucking obvious, I even undid a vital button at my crotch, noting I was exposing my vagina whenever I turned and moved. My heart pounded as I resisted the temptation to redo it, I wanted him to see it was undone, and in doing so, would fit into another one of his theories, namely that, 'All women are fucking sluts', I smiled again, God he certainly has touched a raw nerve and got me down-pat, my breathing had quickened again,. You couldn't do anything to me even if you wanted to. You can't even get out of that chair. All you can do is watch. And once it's all said and done and I say the right word, you won't even remember any of it," Nick replied sharply.Richard's expression remained twisted with rage for a moment more as he stared at Nick's face, but finally the anger seemed to collapse, and his expression became one of desperation. "Please ... Please don't do this. I'll give you anything." I know you will, and I'm.