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at the luggage area. I hated waiting and watching the
luggage return. It made me nauseous. We walked farther into the lobby when
Ryder suddenly stopped and started to look very serious, no more smiling mouth
or eyes. He even dropped my hand. I looked up at him, startled. He glanced back
at me and smiled. "I'm looking for someone and truth be told, they should
be looking for me ."
    "Oh…" I
squeaked out.
    "It's not
what you think Maeve." Hell in a hand basket!
    Then he took my
hand and rubbed it against the soft squish in the front of his pants. He
smirked. "Remember Maeve, I have your panties and this is where they will
stay until I feel you deserve to have them back!"
    Oh, crap on a
cracker! How could I forget I had given him my panties in the airplane bathroom
when he inducted me into the Mile High Club, and he still had them in the front
pocket of his jeans? Better yet, how could I forget that I wasn't even wearing
any panties at this very moment? This man had gotten my head all jumbled and
messed up!
    Before I could
say anything about how much I needed to be wearing my panties when I went into
my meeting, Ryder placed his hand on the small of my back and all coherent
thought was gone.
    "There he
is."
    "Who?"
    "My
driver." He led me over to where a very large muscular man lingered. He
was tall, nearly seven feet and big, close to
three-hundred pounds and those muscles? I swear he must work out six hours a
day every day! He was wearing a black chauffeur uniform complete with hat and
was standing off to the side of the lobby. He was holding a sign that read
"MADSEN . "
    "Hello
George."
    "Mr.
Madsen."
    "George,
this is Maeve Bendis. She'll be sharing the car ride to the tower."
    I looked at Ryder
with complete shock written all over my face. "How do you know where I'm
going?"
    "Everything
happens for a reason… Intoxicating Maeve ." Again, he did a little
sing-song with those last two words, just like he did in the last airport lobby
where we met. Only this time it didn't make me smile.
    We walked
outside, It was a bit cold and without my panties and
the fact that my mound was still slick from Ryder's ministrations, I really
felt the chill under my skirt. Just outside sat a black
limousine. Ryder was still guiding me with his hand placed firmly into
my back. He leaned down and whispered, "Get in the car Maeve. Although
it's a short ride to the Prudential Tower, I would like to make the ride as
memorable as the airplane bathroom." He smirked and resorted back to his
waggling eyebrows. I wasn't so sure they were a turn-on anymore. I was really
starting to feel scared. It was bad enough that I threw all of my morals out
the window and allowed myself to be convinced to have sex with a total stranger
a couple of times in some very public places, but now it seemed that although
he may have been a stranger to me, I was no stranger to him. Did I just give up
my dignity to a stalker? Oh God, I was in big trouble!
    We climbed into
the back of the limo. The glass partition that separated us from the driver was
already up. I wasn't sure how I felt about it. Maybe if it was down and
something bad happened, the driver could help me. But , he seemed too familiar
with Ryder. What if the driver was in on this? What if he was going to drive us
somewhere secluded and have his way with me too? Ryder made me lose my mind,
fighting him was a useless venture. And as big as George was, there was no way
I would be able to fight him off. Oh God! What have I gotten myself into?
    Ryder must have
noticed that I wasn't my cheerful yet shy self.
    "Maeve, is
everything alright?"
    "Um,
sure ! " It came out of my mouth as a squeaky leak.
    "Maeve? You
don't seem alright."
    "Do you know
me? How do you know me? How do you know where I'm going? How do you have this
power over me that made me throw all of my morals away simply to have sex with
you repeatedly in very public places? Are you a stalker? Is the driver in on
this? Are you two gonna hurt me? I won't