I grabbed my bags and walked to the front door. Locked. I just didn’t need any more delays. My trip was short, only three days, so I never adjusted ...to London time, worked a boatload of hours, drank most of the flight home, and sleep was a four-letter for most of the past seventy-two hours. I knocked but Sue and whom ever else was over were to busy to answer the door. I dropped my bags and rummaged through my sport coat pocket.I let myself in kind of upset that there was no welcoming committee.. ‘Where’s your bedroom?’ Mitch asked. He sensed he had to remain in control and not give her too much time to think about what was happening. Bonnie nodded toward the hallway behind her. ‘It’s…ah…it’s down there,’ she said. Mitch scooped her up in his arms and carried her down the hallway. Her bottom was warm and slick with the juices of their outdoor coupling. Her head fell against his shoulder, her hair tickled his cheek. There was a faint smell of hamburgers and grease about her. Bonnie. I was willing to beg her not that I needed to, as she was ready for some action. She swiftly grabbed me and started touching the tufts of hair on my chest, which were not hidden by the open collar of my shirt. Maybe that’s what had aroused her as I have a very hairy chest, which runs down to my groin, and she played with the hair in my chest. She started to remove my shirt and unzipped my trousers and leaning over me she started kissing me, drawing my tongue into her mouth and sucking on it.. Since the victim was meant to be the subject of this recent project, I simply had to use my palette knife to slice her throat for neglecting her duties as a model and therefore putting my job at risk.’ ‘Wouldn’t solvent be more effective?’ Startled, I turn to the open door, but standing by it is not Natalie. In her place is a man I’ve never met before, tall, tan, toned and almost bohemian in appearance. He looks like he could tower me in height and toss me back and forth if he wanted to. His.