"You sure?" asked the detective."This is it. Room 213. Can I go now?" asked the young man, not wishing to be seen with the police."Oh, you'd like that...wouldn't ya? You take off and leave us pounding on the door of some bogus hotel room" No, man. I swear." You're gonna have to do more than that," said the detective, grabbing Jimmy by the arm and pushing him ahead of them as they entered the lobby. Like most of the hotels in this part of town, the "lobby" was nothing more than a glorified hallway. He said that this romance was only temporary. When the guys graduated this year they would be leaving the area and could not expect us to wait for them. We would be sexually active by that time and they could not expect us to stay inactive just because they were not there. As much as they would want to keep us as their girlfriends, it would not be fair to us to try to bind us when they were gone. That meant that it would be a one-year romance and that that should be kept in mind."We'll see. "Yes, yes!" I gasped. His finger pressed my hole as I squirmed, trying to push against it. "Don't worry, you'll get what you need, I'll fill you up," he whispered. My heart was beating faster, as I could feel his finger, pushing deeper in my ass. "There! Is that what you wanted?" He pushed a little deeper. I wanted to answer but all I could do was think about his fingers, wanting more. He started pumping his finger in and out of me, going a little deeper with each stroke, all the while telling. There is a robe in the closet you can put on. I will be in the kitchen when your done." he says.I nod and he leaves. I undress and look in his closet and quickly find a robe and slip it on. I look in the mirror on the back of the closet door and realize I look ridiculous as the robe is so large my hands don't even poke out the end of the sleeves. I gather my clothes and shuffle out to the kitchen where DeSean has a bag waiting for me to deposit my cum stained clothes. "Do you want something to.