<div style="text-align: justify;">Marie waited patiently for Shane’s response about meeting her for dinner after seven. “All right, I will find us a nice place”, she replied. When Shane thanked her, the woman sighed and her voice sounded even kinder. “Oh, dear. I did feel that you were lonely. I will happily sit to talk with you”, Marie completed in a motherly intonation.<br/><br/>She paused for a moment to listen to someone speaking somewhere. “I’m sorry, dear, I must go now”, she murmured in an apologetic intonation. “Will you be all right?”, the woman asked, not wanting to simply hang up on Shane.<br/><br/><div style="text-align: center;">****************************************</div><br/><br/>The chamber maid went down to the floor where her employers were staying. They needed to know what had just happened in detail. Entering the room they were in, the woman sat down. <br/><br/>After making sure that she had the attention from the two women, she started speaking. “Her face looks terrible”, she commented, with a smirk. “I don’t think she will be able to cover the bruises well enough to go out and about any time soon”, the girl completed.<br/><br/>The two ladies exchanged glances. “Good”, the one who had gotten to the hotel first said. “Keep an eye on her, and find out what excuse they will provide for her face, or for her to be in her room for a lot of her time here”. <br/><br/>The woman nodded obediently. “Yes, madame”, she replied, standing up. She waited for just a moment for her tip, and went out with a broad smile. This was becoming a very lucrative endeavor indeed.<br/><br/><div style="text-align: center;">****************************************</div><br/><br/>Pierre waited patiently for Martin to say something. He wasn’t in a hurry, despite the fact that they didn’t really have much time. When Martin finally spoke, Pierre nodded.<br/><br/>“I know - it’s not like people like us are allowed long term relationships”, he replied with a deep sigh. “Not in public, at least. And of course, distance would make things impossible anyway”, the young man completed.<br/><br/>Standing up, Pierre crossed the space between himself and Martin. He had a somewhat feline way of moving, and his eyes locked with Martin’s once he got close to the actor. Stopping when his knees touched Martin’s, Pierre ran his fingers through the actor’s hair. “Let me entertain you”, he murmured softly. “Does it sound good?”.<br/><br/><div style="text-align: center;">****************************************</div><br/><br/>The Lady couldn’t help but smile when Rich believed her. She was sure that he would believe - or pretend to believe - anything just to please her so she would please him. <br/><br/>“I like it so much that you believe everything I say”, she said in a joking intonation. It was not a joke, of course, but Rich would never imagine that. <br/><br/>“If I tell you I am secretly the Queen of an exotic land, will you believe me too?”, she asked, winking at Rich. “It’s a shame I cannot make you my King…”, the Lady completed, shooting her best lustful gaze at the Agent.</div>