Uh-oh! I thought. But aloud, I actually said, Im sorry. You should be sorry, she said in a stern voice. Im way too drunk to cum, she added moments lat...r. A frown of incomprehension furrowed my brow. Did that mean she was not really angry at me for sexually assaulting her? Or was it just her way of alleviating the tension? Luckily, what she did next helped clear things up. Reaching out, she pulled me in for a long, passionate kiss. Before I knew what was going on, her tongue had slipped past my. I waited for her to lock the door. Went to look around. Everything was clear. I knelt at the door and put my eye at the hole and there was my angel right in front of me. She had just loosened her hair and was getting ready to remove her clothes. Her back was towards me.She raised her arms and took off her kameez. It was just wow. Black bra straps contrasting her fair skin. Then she removed her salwar revealing her black panty. My dick was bursting looking at the scene but I knew there was more. "But I prefer to use my hand, or just borrow someone else's."With that she handed Rhianna a glove, some cotton balls to put under her nails, and a bottle of Sliquid Silk personal lubricant."What are they doing?" I asked, but this time it was Julie's turn to stare.On the stage Rhianna made a production out of putting on her glove and applying what looked like an excessive amount of lubricant. What was unusual, was that she didn't just put it on one or two fingers, but spread it over her in. Dave had made a wooden boat to stand a crayfish on its tail, with the meat extracted and laid in its open shell. Around it would be arrayed shells of scallop mornay, oysters, green piped mussels, and sauces, etc. A lot of this Trish would be doing in their room below.Main course; Filet Mignon, served with Asparagus and scalloped potatoes. Dave would cook the Filet and Trish would do the condiments.Desert: Crepes Suzette.—-On Monday he and Bob met at the Hotel. Dave wanted to go over the.