Thick carpet, a big firm bed decked out and black and silver silks, drapes everywhere, a few chairs, a table by the door, cut crystal goblets and dragon-shaped decanter of blood red wine. He turns off the lights and sets strange gold glowing spheres floating around the edges of the room, no longer quite so big. He waits for the others to arrive.The next to arrive is the tall Lakotain boy, a year older than the first, wearing nothing but a pair of jeans, his long jet hairs plaited into an elegant coil around his throat. He grins at the décor and then at the boy on the sofa. A tweaked eyebrow is his only other reaction and a slight narrowing of kohl lined eyes. The Lakotain snaps his fingers and suddenly the brown-blue haired boy finds his wrists securely snapped together behind his waist, tied with black cords. The other knows him better than he ought. Caramel skinned fingers play across his narrow chest, the shape of his slight muscles obvious through the thin silk. The older boy. She actually bore a small smile, and her eyes sparkled with raw interest … and something that was perhaps a little predatory. It was a very strange expression, but as soon as she noticed that I was looking at her, it faded immediately, and she quickly walked to us and put her hands on Wanda’s shoulders. ‘Why don’t you come with me, sweetie,’ she crooned softly. ‘We’ll let David and Billy talk for awhile, and I’ll introduce you to the business half of the company first. You can come back here later, when you’re … feeling better.’ Finally, my companion pulled away from me slightly. She peered up miserably into my eyes. ‘Oh, David … I’m SO sorry!’ She actually cast a fervent glance at the other two … but only for a moment. ‘Mr. Smythe … I’m sorry. I …’ But she seemed incapable of continuing, and, releasing me at last, she grasped Riya’s hand and hurried from the room. Believe it or not, I had rehearsed this meeting in my mind during the flight out. So much for rehearsals. I strode over.
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