It was a brilliant smile he loved so much. He always loved seeing it. He wasn’t expecting it but she reached down and rubbed his crotch lightly. “...mmmm, I sure love this when it’s like this.” “Me too and now that we’re together,” he said. “Like as in right now…this instant?” she said, now that she was all cleaned up and partially dressed. He looked her body over. “But I’m…I’m dressed.” “No you’re not,” he said as softly as he could. “In truth what are you wearing? Underwear, right?” She looked. "Jane crouched down behind me, and hooked her fingers under the waistband, then slowly pulled my panties down. I instinctively clenched my thighs and buttocks, so she had to tug a little, but then the silky fabric slid down deliciously over my thigh-high stockings to my ankles, and I stepped out of them, holding each foot up long enough for her to get the panties over my shoes. I stood there, in just jewelry, shoes, garter belt and stockings, giving the room their first view of my bare, freshly. We got out room keys and she grabbed her one bag. “I can walk that up for you.” “Thanks but you have been so nice already. I need some me time to relax and relieve my headache. I will see you at 6 so we can be on time for the dinner.” With that she smiled and touched her palm to my chest and walked ever incredibly away to her room. The red was back on my face and the older female attendant in the hotel lobby looked at me as if to say shame on you. From my room window I had a perfect over. The music was turned down, the boys moved their car back into their parent’s driveways, and Ashley was told in no uncertain words that there were to be no boys…other than me.By then the girls were pissed off and they started drinking. They played truth or dare like they always did. Someone got the bright idea to see who could pee the longest and the most. Soon there was a knock on my door. Ashley was asking me to come down and judge a peeing contest. I had to bring my stopwatch and a clipboard.