Page 55 of Dublin's Danger Dancer

“I can’t explain right now. Do me a favour, look into Liam’s mum for me? At the beginning of the operation, I remember seeing she came from County Wexford, but I’ve heard she was actually from Lithuania. A beauty queen who competed and won the 1988 pageant. If that’s true, why did she marry Lucky?"

“Money?” Fergus says.

“Something doesn’t fit together. Take a look at it for me will ya?”

“Sure. I’ll let you know when I have something.”

I hang up and lurch back to the couple handing the wife her phone.

Liam comes out of the restroom. I strut towards him and smile affectionately, like I’ve been missing him.

“Did you change your mind about the toilets?” he asks.

Chapter Fourteen

“So now, back to the ship?”

Liam stays silent, staring out of the window as we roll by sharp white-walled houses that appear to be piled on top of each other.

“We’re driving in the opposite direction to the port?” I ask, panic seizing my vital organs. He could kill me here and easily get away with it.

“I know,” says Liam.

“But our things are on the ship.”

“Don’t worry. Tanya will take all your things and give them to you at the club.”

“Why aren’t we going back on the ship?”

“Because if I have to wait one more moment to be naked with you, I might inwardly combust.”

I smile. Horror striking at my heart. I had no tranquillisers with me. I had a lipstick and the phone Liam had given me in this tiny straw box bag.

“Where are we going?”

“To the most beautiful hotel in Morocco. The AJ Houra. It’s stunning, you will love it. And tomorrow we can have massages before the flight.”

He leans in and whispers in my ear, “After you’ve taken me in all your holes you will definitely need your massage.”

“Who says I’m going to invite you into all my holes?”

“Do you know how many pleasure receptors there are in the anus?”

I open my eyes wide.

“It has half the nerve endings in the whole pelvic region and those are interconnected to your orgasm.”

“An orgasm starts in your mind, not your pelvis.” I say.

“And me fucking you in the ass whilst I finger your pussy doesn’t turn your mind on?” He asks.

“By the girth I’ve felt, no. It only makes me terrified.”

He strokes down my arm. “We’ll use lots of lube, and if you don’t like it, I’ll stop immediately.”

“The kind of things you’re talking about are things to explore a few months in, when trust has been established.”

“Oh,” he says. “Well, I’ve always just jumped right in.”

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