<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #4040FF"><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;">Alice Green</span><br/><span style="font-size: 120%; line-height: 116%;">'The Huntress'</span></span></div><br/><div style="text-align: justify;">Peter's grin made Alice blush even harder. Even though she knew Peter was a man of his word - Alice could single out a liar when she saw one -, it was still uncomfortable to think that he had seen and touched every bit of her body while she was unconscious. Waking up to this knowledge, on his bed and wearing one of his shirts made everything even more uncomfortable. <br/><br/>For a moment, even the pain spreading all over Alice's body was ignored as she felt, for one of a handful of times in her life, speechless.<br/><br/>It took her a moment to even think clearly, and it was during this moment that Peter pushed her back on the bed and rolled her around. Alice's obvious reaction was to fight to get up, regardless of the fact that her body was experiencing more pain than she could ever remember to have felt.<br/><br/>As Peter explained what he was doing, Alice stopped struggling, but she didn't feel any less uncomfortable in being naked on some guy's bed in their current situation. <br/><br/>All the pondering went out the window as Peter started working on her muscles, though, and Alice started groaning or sighing, depending on how much pain or pleasure the massage caused her.<br/><br/>When Peter said he had slept well, Alice grinned. <span style="color: #4040FF">"Yeah, I get that a lot. Guys usually sleep like babies after a few hours with me"</span>, she joked. With another relieved sigh, Alice continued, a bit more seriously. <span style="color: #4040FF">"The key is in my overall. The number is 1332"</span>, she stated softly. <br/><br/>With a louder groan when Peter's fingers reached her trapezius and the knots of tension there, Alice closed her eyes. Not getting back to work right away would be great. She had serious doubts on her ability to move out of that bed for a while, though. Still, Alice knew she would have dragged herself out of bed and work if she had to. Her pride wouldn't allow her to ask for a few more hours to recover.<br/><br/><span style="color: #4040FF">"I don't want to take extra time if it will cause you any trouble"</span>, she murmured. <span style="color: #4040FF">"As soon as I can stand on my feet, I'll be able to go back to work. But some rest does sound great. And I have to find ways to drag your ass back with me when I leave... Oh, God, you are good."</span><br/><br/>Alice had to regain her composure and take a deep breath after these words. Her hands gripped the bedsheets as the painful knots were loosened by Peter's fingers. <span style="color: #4040FF">"You know walking around and asking questions will amount to nothing. Even if you had not told them I'm a narc officer, it would be pointless."</span> Alice sighed softly and closed her eyes. <span style="color: #4040FF">"I really don't feel so good, though."</span>, she murmured softly, her voice indicating she was about to fall asleep again.</div>