"Honor gets another offer ..."
Honor gave in to the impulse and brought them to a stop before they left the cloakroom so she could kiss him and lick around his lips again, easily because her ridiculously high heels made it unnecessary to go on...
"Honor goes to a gala ..."
The barge was sailing into Bangkok as the sun rose, the sights of the city docks on the Chao Phraya coming to life streaming in through the stateroom's windows on both sides.Honor felt Marq buck underneath her again. This time...
"Honor enjoys Ayutthaya ..."
The sarong was damp with perspiration and sticking lewdly to her body, and Honor had wanted nothing more than to find the nearest shower, take it off and wash off the accumulation of sweat and bodily fluids on her skin....
"Honor gets a challenge ..."
Honor looked around, charmed by the scene around them. She smiled appreciatively at him as he pulled out a chair for her, his hand resting on the small of her back as she sat down. He sat on the other...
"Honor sees the sunset ..."
She arrived at the Grand Imperial, and rode the elevator up to the sixteenth floor, sharing the lift along the way with two Asian gentlemen who made every effort to avoid staring at her bared mid-riff and obviously unrestrained breasts...
"Honor gets a massage ..."
Mongkhut drove them to the gleaming skyscraper Honor had seen on the television, smoothly guiding the car into an underground garage, away from the small crowd of business reporters at the building's front entrance. Marq had kissed her lips, and...
"Honor discusses terms ..."
Honor finally got to finish watching 'The Odalisque' later that night, after another disturbingly enjoyable dinner in the nude. There had been no dancing this time, but she had once again been on Marq Haydn's menu for dessert.The title screen...
"Honor leaves for the airport ..."
Honor left the elevator at a fast walk, pulling her impulsively bright red suitcase behind her into the hotel lobby, wincing as she glanced at her watch again. She had just over an hour to get to the airport before...
"Honor makes a call ..."
The parking lot was empty. There was at least that to be grateful for, she thought.She was naked again, wearing nothing more than her mask, shoes and jewelry, perched on the hood of the Mercedes, her legs spread wide, crying...
"Honor sees more of Bangkok ..."
The green light of the bedside clock had said it was just a little past six when her eyes opened, the gray light of dawn already shining through the curtains. And nearly ten minutes later, she was still lying on...