Chapter 32 When Chris awoke, he jerked up to establish his bearings and found himself on the cot and with his assistant next to him. Natalie slept peacefully on her side, clad in her silk teddy. Quietly, he scooted to the end of the bed. As he stood over the plastic john and peed, he thought about last night and those rounds of explicit and glorious s*x. His naked, coated and clammy body certainly served as a testament to their wild and needy passions. Unfortunately, those arousing memories were quickly replaced by Diego Santano, their hold-up at gun point, and now their imprisonment, all of which caused his sore but viable d**k to deflate in his fingers. Gritting his teeth, Chris flicked out the last drops of urine, then went to grope for the flashlight somewhere on the floor.

