Looking up from the deep red stiletto heels that entered room 9, was the long slender legs of a woman in a short black dress that outlined her slim silhouette and small hourglass figure. Her black hair pulled to one side brushed over her right bosom, and with her head turned to the side, he saw the nape of her neck and followed her bare skin down to the open back of her sleeveless dress. He held his breath for a second, captivated by a sight that he has never seen before and will probably never see again.
That's right. Standing at the entrance of room nine was me, and the one staring at me like a predator was Andrei aka Bryan Walker. As soon as I opened the door, I looked over to my right to indicate that I was not alone; he was not paying attention. I walked inside the room quickly and l
