You’re dressed in jeans and a colorful blouse, and you've got on those heels I like so much. You look amazing and the alcohol is starting to get too... me. I’m having a hard time keeping my hands off of you. I just want to touch you, feel you. We’re flirting and kissing at the bar. And I've got a thousand ideas running through my head; things I want to do to you and things I want you to do to me. You and I are sitting at the bar, but turned towards each other. My hands are on your thighs. Your. " She doesn't do that?" Ah, but she does. She's the boss and her gang of goons will do the dirty work." People would notice." Haven't you noticed that she's very rich. If she wants something to happen, it will." You're paranoid." Not really. Knox is paranoid. I just see some things because I'm looking for them. I asked you a question. What if Knox took me and gave me the drug?"Kim was quiet and I could read that she was worried. This thought had gone through her mind before and she could not. W-when the phone rang. I told him not to pick it up, but he said he expected a confirmation call. When he said he had to leave, I took the phone myself and told his boss what rotten timing some people had. I'm afraid I didn't win any points with either of them." Mother. It's okay. Are you real bad off?" Tina held her mother's shoulders."Yes, desperately." She looked at her daughter with perfect intensity."A-alright." Tina gulped. "What d-do we do?" There's a place on the other side of town.. The petite girl drained her drink, got up quickly and strolled out the door. He could see through the glass in the door that she was ascending the stairs. Hello Miss D, Hello Mr M. That’s all that was written. This had all been prearranged online. The key was a small yell lock key tied on to a small plank of wood with the numbers 153 written. Mr M finished his drink, snatched up the key and set off to the room. He didn’t knock and just walked straight in. The room was by far not the cheapest.