<b>What irked Caitlin the most about Clark was that he always pretend to be so smooth and acted as if he could never be baited. It was his arrogance and righteousness, she was convinced. His sense of dress was non-existent and another thing that irritated her. Lying diagonally across the bed, she closed her eyes not caring what may have come out of her colleague's mouth. It was her who would not be needled, she told herself. But she was so shattered and just wanted to rest after the long-haul flight. It was only when she suddenly felt the 14" memory foam layer of the mattress sink beside her with his weight that she reopened them. At least she was thankful it was only his back she could see, even if he looked more like a stereotyped Hawaiian tourist.<br/>
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Being so annoyed, she knew she was never going to get any sleep. She also needed to get out of the chic black dress she was wearing but he was making everything difficult. "I know it is not chivalrous for guys to nice to the opposite sex anymore. But I did offer you a compromised solution. We don't get on, we both know, so why not take it. The suite is big enough for someone even with your ego." Caitlin took a deep breath and turned onto her side facing away from him. Gradually but increasingly forcefully she pressed her ass against him as an unsubtle hint that he should move though she was unaware how much the hem of her mini had ridden up her thighs.<br/>
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Another ploy would be needed if her rather unsophisticated tactics were not quite working out. And there looked to be little chance of that happening. Letting her mind wander, the 22 year old design engineer in Architecture and the Environment start to consider what she might wear for dinner at the invitation only evening banquet. Her mind though soon switched back to needing to unpack and sort everything else out. But she was unable to start the process because the guy next to her was messing up her timetable. He was ruining her planned programme and still not doing anything about it. She needed to give him an ultimatum. It seemed the only solution.<br/>
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"Well, I'm going to go for a quick shower. When I get back I expect you gone as I will need the space." In no way could he remain so awkward for the next three days, could he? Not even Clark would be that difficult and inconsiderate, would he. Caitlin finally moved to get up and started to take her earring off and temporarily put them in the top drawer of one of the bedside cabinets. Walking over to the wardrobe, she unzipped her dress at the side. "Are you going to stay there to take some photographs while I undress?"  If nothing else did it, maybe some sarcasm might, she thought.</b>