‘Drop dead, buster’ thought Lauren. Step out of the shower? She was cramping up and he was being a glib jerk about it. Let me out...and while you’re at it stop two things for good. Stop staring at my ass and stop grinning. She glared at him while he came to undo her restraints. Then again like last time he hoisted her up on his shoulder and held her by her thighs.<br/><br/>She growled at him. Take of that muzzle and she wouldn’t be screaming. She’d rip his throat  out.