- Sorry for intruding, I bet you are looking for your bathrobe. - Thank you, I forgot to get it when I walked into the bath. - Well a bit awkward for a human being- he says looking up - no need to hide, I've seen you naked before. - Well, I do not remember that lingering stare on your face, Mark.- I say as I pull the robe across my body. - No one calls me Mark except for my late mother.- she says as his ocean-green eyes darken. - Well, I'm too young to be your mother.- I say with a chuckle - Well, some people are age eaters- He says as he keeps his gaze on me but not -on my eyes somewhere below my nose. - Need something?- he asks looking into my eyes. - Yes, I do I need- To undress to dress up and I am betting you are here for the show but you will not get that Mark- my clothes and privacy. - Well then I will wait for you in the living room if you insist.- He says leaving the gun behind and revealing a red dress. He did not pick that out from my closet. - Don't like it? Too short?- he says with a smirk. - No, it's perfect now out of my room.- I say eying the door. I let the robe fall to the floor as soon as he was out. I can put the dress on me with a jacket and black leather boots. I enter the living room and he is nowhere to be found.