I felt the anger overcoming my feelings of pain and sadness."Cruel and disrespectful you say? Not even close, Jack. I will tell you what's cruel and d...isrespectful. If Sally would take her clothes off you would see what I saw last night in her hotel room. Whisker burns around her breasts and inner thighs, and a hickey above her right nipple. Put there by another man." I stated in a voice devoid of emotion.Jack quickly swiveled around to look at Sally. From the frightened look on Sally's face, it. Af en toe stuur je je ex nog pikante berichten. De laatste was een kort filmpje waarin je lekker met je kont zat te draaien terwijl je je blouse langzaam onhoog trekt. In de tekst gaf je aan dat je je koffie drinkt met een beetje melk.Je verschuilt je nog steeds achter de deur en vraagt toch maar of hij binnen wilt komen. Galant als hij is laat hij jou voorgaan naar de woonkamer. Beetje ongemakkelijk loop je voor en je voelt dat hij je van top tot teen bekijkt. Koffie dan maar, zeg je. Lekker!. I spent the next day in eager anticipation of what the night would bring for me. I went to the hotel as I was instructed to do so. It was a small hotel converted from a large house that sat near the coast. The sign outside offered a "genuine home away from home feel". Nevertheless as I walked in through the front door I was bordering on the paranoid about what awaited me once I was inside. I walked upto the desk that acted as the reception and after waiting a minute or two for someone to appear. "Get in. Hurry, we can't hang around," said the driver of the cab."I'm sorry, we didn't order a cab," Shafiq responded."Shit! Okay, bird song. Now, get in, quickly," the driver urged.Shafiq relaxed when she heard the code words and climbed into the back of the cab. Her companions quickly followed. The driver was scanning the scene around them, alert for anything that looked out of the ordinary. Satisfied that no one was watching them, he indicated and pulled back into traffic. Shafiq could see.