I knew I'd do anythingto have her tease and humiliate me in real life. She said she wanted meto stick my tongue up her ass, to have a dildo on my face...as she fuckedit. Oh God, yes, anything...I had to stop touching myself, I didn't wantto lose it as I was getting ready.I wore some tight dress slacks that showed off my ass and a tight shirt.It was very lightweight and my nipples showed through a little but Ithought it was sexy, at least it turned me on. As I was short for man,about 5'6", I wore. Within those Hotel walls, well, that was a different matter… He was married. His Wife, a School Teacher with an avid interest in Religious Studies, was young, attractive and vivacious – to all those on the outside world. Inside, she was curt, demanding and suffering. Her accident had changed her. Before that car had diverted down past her school and mowed her down, she’d enjoyed an active, although monotonous, sex life. From the moment she returned from the Hospital, all carnal thoughts were. I didn't reduce that girl to tears, you did." Her voice was full of anger and choking with emotion, her eyes were streaming tears. She stood up and stormed from the room, heading for the front door.I caught up with her in the hall. I grabbed her arm, "Don't go..." Why not? So that you can find an argument that you can hang on me. I've heard it Chris. I know it Chris. And I don't need it, not anymore." Because... Because..."Because what? Because I loved her? Or needed time to say sorry? Or. You can imagine my surprise when she informed me that her “daughter” was coming into town on the stagecoach that connected to the nearby railhead. She had never once mentioned that she had a child and the fact that her daughter was now eighteen years of age meant she was older than she had claimed to anyone that would listen. Now, with the irrefutable proof of a living daughter, she was caught in her own lie and had to pretend it was all a perfect misunderstanding. Kate was good at that sort of.