The last couple of months Hermi did a lot of soul searching.She found out that she needed to not jump to conclusions and fill inthe blanks all the tim.... Not depending on her intuition gave her thetime to reason that Sam did not want to be dressed like this and didnot know why he was. "What do you mean my love?"Even with Sammy not being all the man she used to be, that lady stillknew her wife, at least she believe she did. Hermi did not want to makethe loser give a detail answer, she actually. I was about to jump n the shower when someone knocked on my door and when I answered it I saw that it was Cheryl. She was dressed in a short sundress with of course no bra and her sweet tits were looking great in that outfit. I ask what she was doing here and she said everyone was in everybody's way at the house and wanted to know if she could get ready here at the hotel. Well I sure as hell wasn't going to say no and mentioned that I was about to jump in the shower and to make her self at. Should I put my bags down to check it? Might as well. I run to a nearby bench to drop my bags off, fishing my phone out of my pocket to tap the screen awake. I hold my breath when I see Tristan’s name in bold at the top of the list. Why is he messaging me now? I rip off my glove, my fingers shaking from being exposed to the cold as I tap the screen to read the message. Come to the office. Now What could he possibly want, now that I’m gone? —— I’ve been so lost in constructing scenarios for the. I've turned back but it was difficult to recognise whom this hand was. After few stops it has been made some space and hand disappear from my ass. It was kinda nice feeling and bit exciting as well. When tram moved I felt something on my ass again. Didn't want to turn around as I get little bit excited and my cock gets hard and everyone could see it my "tent". I looked at the window reflection and behind me was standing tall, dark hair men. His crotch has been rubbing against my almost naked.