‘Have you thought of her since your last visit?’ He looked into her eyes and sighed. ‘Yes, I have. It’s affected some my work.’ ‘How so, h...w’s it affected it?’ Chance looked away from her, looked out the window as the snow began to fall in bigger flakes. ‘Whenever I start a new short story and need a female character, she’s a redhead with big tits.’ Both of them laughed. ‘You can’t shake her, can you?’ Ashley asked. It was more of a statement: no one that’s met the ghost can forget her. Chance. I went near her and told her that I myself don’t watch porn.She got little amused at first but then gave a soft smile and I softly said, “I have done it in real”. She gave a big laugh and told me “I have done it million times and It’s because in your age nothing else interests a handsome young man except girls”, I got bold and told her but you haven’t for the last 2 years I know it all. She made a sad face and a small drop of tear came running down her face.I felt really very bad and apologized. So, I enjoy a lot of vacation time, which I normally dedicate to the pursuit of sensual, carnal pleasures. Since I have the time and the money it shouldn't be a problem, right? Right. Well, sort of. My strategy was to choose a vacation destination, find a girl whom I don't know and fuck her silly, until she begs me to stop. When the vacation ends, so does the romance! Since I am far from a chick magnet, I devised a better strategy. The vacation involved some kind of hobby convention or a. I was confident we would engage in some level of intimacy, and we did.On return to the room, she ditched the bathing suit and wrapped in another towel. Now, I was convinced she was going nowhere without some action. I responded in kind, by removing my suit and also wrapping in a towel. With the signals she was sending, I wasted no time.I reached for the knot in the towel between her tits and pulled her forward. She came, but feigned resistance. I say "feigned" because - while she pulled gently.