His loosen his grip and she wished she could flee. The elevator wall felt cold behind her as she peered at the older gentlemen. She knew it was best not to falter, not at this moment when she had already pressed the line. She wasn't ready for another slap.<br/><br/>His gentle touch reminded her of the sting as he seemed to sooth it. It did take her second but her lips did part and her tongue pressed out. She slowly released his wrist and pressed her hands down to her side, palms against the gold plated lining.<br/><br/>She felt anxious on edge as she peered up at him. She was regretting her choices already. Suzy, as was her real name, was young. Only 19, she wasn't even old enough to gamble. She was just good at math, smart but not street smart. She was too pretty to be smart and so she always went along with that assumption people had of her. Never had she been slapped or choked and she was concerned what this older man had in store.