He called my cell and told me what hotel he was at waiting on me. So I hurried to meet him with butterflies in my stomach but I have to be honest I wa...s wet between my legs. As he walked out of the hotel and approached my car. I was like oh damn this man is way sexier than his picture. He got in my car and looked at me and said , "Hey dickhead " how I had gotten that pet name is beyond me but that was him Mister Romantic. He then had a few more comments to make but overall we both were. I tipped the page boy who looked about the same age as my old cell mate and he too was over the moon with his fifty pound tip!"I've got to get some bloody change" I moaned, "I'm damned if every body's getting a fifty pound tip"We left our couple of bags in the room and strolled out into the sunshine in the general direction of London's West end, the money was burning a hole in my pocket and I badly needed the thrill of a spending spree, mum had tried to refuse when I took four packs of the. I saw scrambled eggs, toast with orange marmalade, five strips of bacon, a large cup of coffee, and a glass of orange juice.Monique sat on the bed, Indian style and fed me. She wouldn't let me lift a finger, except to drink my juice or my coffee."We have to keep your strength up and get you well. All your people have been so worried about you, even John Stevenson. He told me right after it happened that he could never believe that you could do such a horrid thing. All the people there who had. She did feel guilty and did what many people do, rather than be contrite she rationalized. ‘It’s not like that. It just happened, ok, and it’s not like it was a guy.’ ‘So if I…’ He stopped when he realized the corollary argument of him having sex with a guy wouldn’t be valid. ‘It’s been eating me up, honey.’ ‘So did you enjoy it at least?’ ‘Oh my god, yes!’ Mei said without thinking, and Karla gave her a ‘shut the fuck up look,’ but didn’t answer Tim. Mei recognized something moving behind.