chapter twenty-six say it the door opened and , lounging across the bed in my black satin nightie with spaghetti straps that criss-crossed over a mostly exposed back , a hem that hit me right at the bottom of my ass , slits up the sides to my waist and a pair of little , black panties ( all that lash bought me , he did n't only have an eye for good eveningwear , costumes and interior decor , he was hell on wheels in the lingerie department ) , i did n't tear my eyes away from the movie i 'd rented from the hotel selection as i called out my greeting to the returning lash .