Try to get back to the hotel room.

Her first instinct was to shout for help but then a thought struck her -- by contorting her body and craning her neck she managed to catch a glimpse of her left wrist and the bracelet on it. The stones were still green.

Am I available? she thought. Will the next man I see just **** me again? She still found it difficult to believe that it could happen. But Graham had seemed a perfectly normal guy until her indicators had changed color, after which he just took it for granted that her body was available for use.

Get back to the hotel room, she thought. Hide there until these damn stones turn red, then I can think about what to do.

She gathered her legs under her and, with an effort, heaved herself to her feet. She moaned slightly as the movement caused her thighs to rub against her swollen genitals.