Night visit (part6)

   Marina had a horrible thought at that point. Having consumed a fair amount of alcohol at the Embassy reception & then having her after-party repose so unexpectedly disturbed, she now felt the need to relieve herself of some of the burden which always follows a few too many drinks. She was in a quandary, made all the more unwelcome by what it seemed was very much on the mind of the individual beside her. There was no possible way out of the dilemma, except to say something. "I need to speak, I must," she half-whispered to the man currently exploring her most secret places. She didn't know what to expect but the man, although slightly taken aback, simply replied with the words, "What is it Marina?" "I need to pee," the embarrassed lady said, with a good deal of trepidation concerning what might follow from her honest statement. "Hmmm, well it's important that you're not in any discomfort at all that way, for what I've got planned. I'm not surprised judging by how much wine I saw you knocking back at the Embassy. Marina was shocked to learn that this man had been at the reception. Under normal circumstances she'd have wanted to ask more but he was speaking again. "I'll escort you to where you need to be but before you ask, I won't remove the cuffs." Noticing the appalled look on Marina's face, he quickly added, "Don't worry, I'll not be watching you. What did you think?" He seemed to find the situation somewhat amusing & Marina felt a momentary flash of loathing for this too self-assured intruder into her privacy. I'll wait outside until you're done," he informed the distraught woman. "You'll have to use your bidet though & then I'll need to come in to operate the thing & get you dry. Marina didn't know exactly what to think but the thought of this stranger, being present in such a delicate situation, where he had no right to be, made her want to run a mile away & leave him far behind.