”Oya translated as I spoke, but Zogyr stepped forward holding a tray the moment I finished. On that tray were a number of earpieces matching the tot...l number of Fa’iir present.“These devices are capable of translating speech almost instantaneously. It’s not real-time, but it’s a lot better than having to wait for an interpreter,” I said, turning my head to point at the one that was already in my ear. “Perhaps I’ll learn some new languages soon, but for now I’m stuck with one as well.”There was. ” She said with a laugh. After I peed, I was at the sink washing my hands, with my back to the shower when she asked,“Hey, can you pass me that towel?” I raised my head and looked in the mirror to see if I could get a glimpse of her naked, but the mirror was too foggy from the steam. I reached for the towel and turned around to see Tracy’s arm sticking out from behind the shower curtain. I handed her the towel and turned toward the door. Just as I was opening the door I hear the shower. " she said pointing. "If you need anything at all, please help yourself." She kissed me on cheek, said, "Sweet dreams!" and just like that the door closed behind her. I slowly got undressed to my boxers, feeling a bit uneasy in their home and slipped under the covers. The numbing effects of the alcohol and thoughts of Monica luring me to sleep. No sooner had I fallen asleep, a noise from the kitchen startled me. Suddenly awake, I raised my head from the pillow, listening. I heard the sound of. This seemed so different than the dozens of other times we’ve entered a hotel room together. I’m not sure how to explain how I felt: Trepidation, a little fear that I wouldn’t stack up to the lover she’d been with the last eight weeks or so; a longing for her that went to my very soul; or just plain horny for the woman I loved. I guess all of them and several more that I have no clue how to articulate. I guess the most accurate description is that I wanted her. I wanted her with every fiber of.