Lisa shifted on the bed hoping to draw his attention back from the doorway, but when he turned back to her she was sure that it had been a mistake. “So little Rich Miss you’re uncomfortable?” He said walking around the bed slowly fingering her pen knife. “Did you know that money you’re spending is blood money?” he leaned forward popping the little knife open.

Lisa shook her head no wanting to protest loudly, Daddy would never do anything illegal he was an honorable man. She squirmed angrily in the middle of the guest bed. As happens at stressful times she flashed back on happier moments, remembering watching TV with her uncle and cousin in just this bed. Lisa tried to argue the point but all she could hear were muffled screams. The man above her did seem amused.

All I have to do is hold out till the staff arrives, she told herself as he gestured angrily.