I wanted to enjoy it to the fullest.He was kissing my hands and was praising my beauty. I was feeling shy and very happy to be with him. I was waiting...for what all will be happening. It was very romantic, and I was already wet thinking of that.When we reached the hotel room, I checked in the hotel as his wife, and we went to the room. It was an awesome honeymoon suite with all facilities. The bell boy left the room, and I went to close the room.As soon as I closed the room, Ashwin pushed me to. She stood up and walked over to where I was standing at the foot of the bed. She looked me in the eyes and said, “Martin? Isn’t it?” Without waiting for my reply, she continued, “I didn’t think you’d turn up but Mark was certain you would. He’s always right about people. It is so annoying,” she said, casting a conspirator gaze to her husband.Before I could respond, Mark asked if I would like a drink. I said a scotch with ice would be good. I stood face to face with Mandy becoming increasingly. Well, technically, anyway. But a boy who’d do that just because girls told him to ... well, he’s not so much a boy as a sissy.”“A panty pissy-sissy, at that.” snorted one of Frankie’s mates. “ And a real show-off too.”“That’s right, Millie!” grinned Frankie. “ And he hasn’t shown off enough yet. Those wet underpants of his are gross. I think he should lose them ... RIGHT NOW!”They didn’t wait for Isaac to take them off, two girls grabbed him and forced his hands behind his back as a third girl. Half a block later I reached my destination and saw a large black man coming outside as I parked. We met half way up the front walk and he invited me inside. My new BMW looked out of place in the neighborhood and I wondered what the neighbors thought I was there for. d**gs, perhaps? He walked around a lot while talking to me and I started to wonder if he was serious. Then he answered his cell phone but kept pacing around slowly. Finally he stood in one place and I sat in a chair next to him. I.