CHAPTER EIGHT
Dinner and the asinine conversation seemed interminable to Nora. She had been hotly impatient for the real activities to begin after everyone went to bed. The bitter-sweet anticipation had made her irritable as she waited for the signal from behind the window. She kept looking up at the one-way mirror, waiting for those two impossibly slow fools to get their photograph equipment ready. d**k had started to awaken twenty minutes before, and she had been forced to tell him, "Sleep... go back to sleep... until I tell to awaken... sleep..."
After an eternity, she finally heard Morgan's disembodied voice say, "All right, Nora. Now you can have your little fun and games. Don't get so carried away that you forget to keep his head facing us."
There was a loud evil chuckle from Lord
