The piece of rope had been wound around the belt buckle. I decided to take them both to my room and look at them better while I was there.I take my sm...ll cache of treasures, walked back to the door and stepped out. As I turned, I could have swore I saw a shadow move in the same corner I had left the box in, but I couldn't be sure. Dismissing it as an overactive imagination, I closed the door and went to my room. I sat the treasures on the floor and unpacked the bag I had brought up. I laid a. Finally, we reached our destination. We went inside the resort. I said to the manager that we have a booking here in the name of Mr. and Mrs. Panda. He welcomed and led us the way to the room.The room is fully en suite with a toilet, shower, bath, and toiletries. It was a large room. There was a single king-sized bed, and we were happy with that. We took rest for a few minutes as we were a little tired. After that, we got ready and then headed for shopping.I changed to my red t-shirt, and the. "I closed the door before lighting the room and was surprised to see inthe comfortable bath stuff everywhere. This was the workroom necessary toput this beauty together each afternoon. Her bathtub was draped withdrying lingerie and true stockings. Her large counter covered with makeupand lotions and the room opened into her dressing room and bedroombeyond. I paused as I reviewed the sheer hose, my fingers touch thematerial. I stepped to the doorway and saw the many dresses, work gownsand so. It had been a long time since someone had last forced a cock up there- an apathetic old boyfriend occasionally came in her arse once in a while. But that was four or five years ago and it had seen no action since. Slightly worried, she turned round to Sylvia, who winked and nodded. "Don't worry" she said with a reassuring smile and wink. "Derek is a gent."Martha, not very convinced, turned again to the red headboard at the top of their bed. Burying her head in her crossed arms, she peeked.