| Chairs. The room had been made comfortable with rich red and soft violet patterned wallpaper, and there was a book case on the wall. He surmised this could be Braidt's own private room, because of the books, but maybe not. She turned to him. "I want us to relax together. I do not want to shock you, or to hurt you. You don't relax much do you?" Chris began to suspect where this might be leading, but her intention was not yet clear to him. What exactly did she mean by 'relax'. He felt nervous and fearful, ... |