'Yes. Please do.' Alistair whispered as he gazed over her body. He could hear the blood pounding in his veins. It felt like fire was running through his body at the sight of the beautiful girl before him. The red colour of the bra and the black lace that held in her breasts matched the colour of her hair perfectly and moulded to her breasts neatly, emphasising their round shape. He no longer had a single rational thought, all he could think of was that the skin of her stomach was softer than anything he had ever touched. He wanted to feel her lips against his. He wanted to feel the lace against his chest and run his hands through her hair...<br/><br/><strong><em>BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!</em></strong><br/><br/>The phones tone echoed around the room and for a moment Alistair just stared at his pocket dumbly before shaking his head and breaking himself from the trance. He felt fury run through his veins. This caller was ceasing to be amusing. Any other day he would have relished the chance to take on a villain, but now it was the last thing he wanted to deal with.<br/>'I hate this guy.' He growled as he pulled the phone out of his pocket. Holding it in front of him before giving Casey an apologetic look.