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Riley glared over his shoulder, slid out of his bed, whirled around and planted his hands on the bed in front of him in one quick movement. "What are you doing in my quarters? And who are you?"
"Zaile told me to keep you company if you woke up too early, Sir …" Lisaan responded quickly in a quiet voice.
"Hrm?" Riley growled.
"I'm Lisaan," She added almost as an afterthought.
"Well… Lisaan…" Riley was giving her a look that could sear through flesh if given anymore intensity, "I strongly suggest that you return to your own quarters and never enter mine again unless you are invited by me… which will never happen."
2 thoughts on “September 29, 2004”
Refugnic
Say, has that ever worked? I mean, sending a prostitute to someone else’s sleeping room and expecting the inhabitant to have sex with her? I don’t think so, actually…especially not, if the ‘prostitute’ is forced to do what she does.
Raxondr
The fact that she’s a prostitute pretty much means it is her job. Now granted, I wouldn’t sleep with one, especially not one sent to me by my boss(ew), but her being forced into it really doesn’t factor into my anger at a prostitute being brought to my room. And, of course, there’s only one person in the room he can vent that anger toward.
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