A/N, We are finally at the crux of our story. I hope you're enjoying the story as once again I'm scaring away reviews. Anywho, Thanks for reading, it does feel good knowing that people from around the world are taking the time to read my stuff. Even if it doesn't have the polish of our very talented group of writers here, I am humbled!

"Oh, Wow!" is all Anna got out as she entered the room. KK closed the door and locked it. Anna shot him a distressing glance.

"Do you want those douchbags coming in here all night? There's no outside lock. If you need to get out turn it like this and walk out, you are not a prisoner here, you can leave any time you like."

"I'm sorry, it's just I..., well, this feels so wrong."

"That's conditioning Anna, as a girl you've been trained all your life to think that being with a man like me in a hotel room alone together is some kind of sin. Shit, what we're doing is illegal, I assume your underage?"

That's the thing, this was a man. KK was in his late twenties, she was slightly younger.

"Yes, I'm seventeen."

"Thank you for your honesty, I usually get the "I'm eighteen" response."

"Does knowing that fact change anything?"

"Nope, now if you'll excuse me, I'm gettin' outta' these pants and into a shower."

Anna was all for this, KK was rather musky, what with the leather and the profuse sweating. She bolted across the room and stared out the window at the city, Anna was like a newly born fawn, taking in her surroundings.

As she stood there bouncing on her tip-toes with her butt hanging out of those shorts, KK could feel that throb in his loins. But he also knew how terrible it would be to defile her, she was special, and he was determined to treat her as such.

"Make yourself at home." This place was huge, it was almost the size of her apartment. KK had all his makeup stuff on the dresser and Anna had to cover her mouth to stifle a laugh when she seen the case with the twelve cans of hairspray in it. Besides having two couches and a kitchenette, there was a large TV with a VCR hooked to it. But it didn't look like it came with the room. He probably had it installed just for this evening. He also had a giant boombox and an acoustic guitar there. She went to touch it, but when she did she knocked it over, with a loud crash.

"Hey, do you mind?!, that thing cost twenty six hundred bucks."

"Sorry!" Anna decided she'd probably be better off just watching some TV. But around this time of year TV really sucks, and it was late, so she just ended up surfing. Once she got to MTV however, there was Lucipherion in all their rock god glory. She could hear KK cursing as he peeled his pants off, then heard a loud crash in the bathroom.

"I'm OK."

Their video was even cheesier than their stage show, and Anna just laughed the whole way thru. At this point she was pretty giddy, it looked like she'd make it thru the night unmolested, and she'd have a great story to tell, but if mom found out, yeesh!

"OK, your turn, and put these on when you're done." He threw a pair of greenish gold silk pajamas at her. He himself was wearing a pair that were dark blue and looked like the same brand, the same expensive brand.

"But I should..."

"It's not a request, smelly pants!, this is still my room, and my rules."

Yes, your worshipfulness, right away!" Anna retorted in a somewhat snarky tone, but she really wanted to get out of those shorts anyway. Since they were cut so short, they were riding into her crotch, becoming a great source of irritation from all the walking and dancing, plus she had planned on being home right now.

Anna quickly unfolded the PJ's and found them approximately her size.

"You knew my size?, how did you do that?"

"Just go inside and look."

In the bathroom there were several square bins filled with PJ's of different sizes marked on them and in different colors.

Anna poked her head out the door and just went, "Oh."

"This isn't my first rodeo, ya know!"

Anna poked her head out again, this time KK started laughing.

"What's so funny?"

"Um,.. you! Every time you poke your head out, those braids kinda' swing out with it."

"Ughhh!" then she slammed the door. What a luxury this place was, there must have been twenty different kinds of soap. The shower was as big as her bathroom at home, the controls looked like they were meant for the Space Shuttle. After a few tries she got something to work, and not scald her. She wanted to stand in there for an hour. The arena had managed to deposit a fair amount of crud on her.

When she stepped out she was still trying to dry her hair, there were plenty of towels, but she needed something industrial strength.

"Do you have a hair drier?"

"Are you fucking kidding me?!" he was sitting on the bed when he opened the case. "What do you want?, 700, 800, or 1000 watt?"

Anna really didn't have an answer, she wasn't in the pro hair care business like KK.

"What do you think?"

"I'm gonna' say 800, you might not be ready for the 1000 yet."

"Very funny. just give it here." KK went to hand it to her, but as soon as she touched it, he jerked it back, causing her to attempt to catch it. Thinking she was dropping it, she stumbled over her two left feet, sending her right on top of him, pinning him by the shoulders with her hands.

A brief session of more eye contact, followed by her hair slowly tumbling off her shoulders and into his face. "Oh, I'm so sorry, my coordination can faultier sometimes!"

"That's OK, much worse things have happened to me, and quite often do." Seeing her silhouetted against the ceiling like that sent a rush thru him that he hadn't felt in a very long time, what was it about this girl that was so different?

"Hair drier, please?"

"Sure, that gag went completely off the rails."

"I dunno', I thought it was a 6." and Anna bounced off to the bathroom to get the last bit of moisture out. When she stepped out, her hair looked like she was holding onto a van de graaff generator. KK was rolling on the bed in fits of laughter.

"What?"

"You did see yourself, right?"

"Brush!" KK went to the case again and broke out the hard stuff. "Here, this is the "Tangulator",... wait." He pulled the brush back.

"Come here." then he patted the bed next to where he was sitting.

"Really?, this is turning into a girls sleepover."

"Is there something wrong with that? Come on, sit down."

"OK."

"Look Anna, while I'm not having sex with you, that doesn't mean I don't want to touch you. I really, really want to touch you right now. I mean. I..., shit! I don't know how to say it..., Damn! Every time I put it into words it just comes perverse! I just get a connection through touch Anna, does that make any sense?, I mean..."

"I get it, KK, it's all right, you can brush my hair."

"Thank you, Anna. Sometimes it's the little things."

What he just said seemed a little strange, especially KK's loss for words, but Anna let him do it, he was gentle in getting the knots out first, then going deeper once the brush would move thru her hair smoothly. She closed her eyes as he used his free hand to guide the hair over the brush.

"Can I re braid it?"

"Sure, why not? You seem to have this whole hair thing down pat."

Taking a step back this whole thing must've looked hilarious. Here's this giant of a man, sitting on the edge of the bed, with this tiny waif of a girl, braiding her hair like he was making rope, each braid only took him about a minute.

"There."

Anna started giggling, while twirling one of her new braids. "All we need now is some hot cocoa and a magic eight ball."

Just then Anna's stomach began to growl.

"When was the last time you ate?"

"Um,..Noon?"

"Jesus, Anna, are you bulimic?"

"My plans were altered slightly, by some Bear-Man, I seem to recall."

"Well, what do you want? You can have anything here." Anna's mind kinda' reeled, she could eat a tray full of Alaska King Crab Legs at this point, but she'd pay for it later, her body was at war with her emotions and the copious amounts of adrenaline that had been pumping thru her body all day.

"Corn Flakes?" Did she just say that?, of all choices she coulda' made, cereal?

"Sure, great idea babe." KK walked over to the phone and talked quietly instructing someone on the other side as to what he wanted, how complicated could this be?