That motion, slight as it was, must have sent a strong 'pain' message through Arti. She pulled her hand back and actually said "OW." She unhooked her ...seat belt, lifted her shirt, exposing her breasts and a softball sized bruise that was turning black and blue. She proceeded to rub in some more Arnica Montana."I thought your miracle cream was going to make that bruise go away," he jibed."The Arnica? No, it makes it heal faster, but it's not a 'miracle cream, ' just an aid to..." By then she saw. Richard Denby requested you personally, or I would handle it myself,” Alice replied.He ran a hand through his thick, dark hair and sighed, “That guy is a pain in my ass. Fine. It may take me twenty minutes to get situated. Stall for me if necessary.”“Yes, sir.”Grace could tell that Mac’s mood had changed when he emerged from his room. Hoping to lighten things up, she tucked away her irritation and smiled lightheartedly.“The hotel is beautiful! We should look around, perhaps have some tea or. ...."I'm immediately excited, but have no idea who it's from. So I'm caught between lust and ignorance. What can I do?Send a reply, I suppose. So I compose a text, keeping the language as neutral as I can. "Hello. You look fascinating, but I don't think we've met. How did you get my number? Are you sure you've sent this to the right person?" I press send and rejoin my friends at the bar but moments later, my pocket buzzes again.I step aside once more and this time, the picture is of a very full. As the candles burn completely out, I hear you on the other side of the door. I think I hear another voice but it is very hard to tell who is with you. The voice sounds soft compared to yours. Is it a woman? Why would you bring her here? Suddenly the door starts to open and a sliver of light is cast upon my naked body. You look in to the room to view the work you left behind. Cuffed and stuffed, just the way you like me. The door shuts and I start to panic. My heart races as the room turns.