" He's running at a six-minute per mile pace according to my helmet," Carter offered. "Didn't he say something about trying out some new shoes?" Yeah,... I think so. Altered or something. I was shaving at the time, but I think that's what he said. Hell of a time to try them out. Looks like he would have done that in daylight." He's just cruising. Getting used to them," Carter said.As though he had heard Carter, Jeff suddenly increased his pace. "Shit," Mayfield hissed out. "He'll bust his ass for. You smile and step into the water to come up to the bar."Miss, I'll hold onto your bag so that it doesn't get wet." the bar tender offers helpfully. Oh crap. The idea hadn't even dawned on you."That would be amazing," you say in your new purr of a voice. You shoot him a coy smile and bat your eyes a bit. Did you just flirt? No, guys don't flirt. Must have just been the voice that you're not used to. You hand over the bag and step deeper into the cool water. It slips over your ass and you can. She backed away as he slowly tried to ease past her and make his way to the desk. His arms were pressed against his side and his fists clenched tight. Staring fixedly at the woman behind the counter, he jabbed his finger down on the bag that lay there and unclenched his other fist to reveal a bank card that he passed over.White-faced and moving her mouth silently, the woman stepped backwards away from him, arms up as though surrendering, and he started to tremble."Lady, he's just trying to. With a face radiant smile, opening the door and she motioned me to come in! Folowing her to the living room, a very luxurious room that the VIP have just got, I was amazed by everything adorned there, the entire expensive things. - With a gorgeous smile, she said sit down, please. - Thank you! I replyed embarrassedly as my eyes had just been left her voluptuous breasts. - Did you drink some? She asked as her eyes were being.