and tried in every way her naïve body knew to send him signals that she was ready for more of his wonderful fingers. He just didn’t get the signals. As the plane began its decent into the airport they both began to gather all of their things and put themselves back together for a quick departure. Cassey tried to hint for his last name or his company name, anything that would tell her how to find him again but he seemed to be oblivious to her attempts and they went unanswered. They stood close to each other at baggage claim and then followed each other through customs. When they were about to say their final goodbye Cassey was sure that she would have to blurt out some lame request for how she could see him again. But he surprised her when he handed her a sealed envelope with her name on it. She stood silently as he walked away and just gawked at the envelope, wondering when he had managed to write her a note; and how did he know her full name? She didn't remember ever telling him her last name.. Her mind was surely playing some kind of mean erotic trick on her. She was going to wake up and still be on the tarmac at the airport in the United States. It was not the case though because a man approached her and asked in a thick German accent if she would like a Taxi to her destination. She took a moment, swallowed hard and nodded in the affirmative to him. She opened her backpack and pulled out a brochure that gave the name and directions of to her hotel and handed it to the driver. He quickly loaded her things into the car, and helped her into the back seat and began to drive away from the airport, driving away from Michael as well. She turned to look out of the small rear window hoping for one more glance but there was no sign of this mysterious, handsome stranger that who only a few hours prior had found his way to her most intimate passage and dared to go there without an invitation. Upon arrival at the hotel Cassey hurried through the process of being checked in. She was relieved when the young woman at the counter spoke English. She had tried to learn just a little basic German before the trip but her mind was not functioning very well at that moment and she wasn’t sure she could get past hello. Her thoughts were completely locked onto getting to her room and opening the mysterious envelope that she had clutched tightly in her hand from the time it had been handed to her. There was no way she was letting it out of her grasp until she could read and reread every single word written in it. She entered the room, looked it over and it was nice, very basic but everything she had hoped for. She tTipped the bellman and closed the door. She went quickly to the bed, sat down on the thick, clean, white duvet and stared at the small, white envelope in her hands. Just as she had remembered her full name was written beautifully in black ink on the outside and it was sealed with a gold emblem on the back. The emblem had a crest on it and she did not recognize it but it seemed somehow familiar to her anyway. As she opened it she was careful not to disturb the gold seal and pulled the lip of the envelope back, removing a small 3X5 folded card from it. After opening the card Cassey read the note: “Dear Cassey, It is no accident that we met today. I have been waiting for you for a very long time. I implanted my scent in your body today. When the time is right you will find your way to me. You will resist this at times, you will fear me at times, but in the end, you will accept me and give yourself to me willingly. I will await our next meeting. Michael” Cassey was startled at the contents of the note but her mind and body was were still under the influence power of the stranger’s power that had invaded it her on the flight. She felt an uncontrollable urge to use her fingers to continue and complete what the stranger had stirred inside of her. She went to the bathroom and turned on the water to draw a hot bath. She pulled