She crept off the bed, put on her clothes and closed the door behind her.She eventually found her own room and changed into a clean blouse. She hoped...the lobster sauce would wash out of her dirty blouse. She remembered something that she had seen on her bedside table. She picked up the card and read it until she found, Room Service, Laundry and Dry Cleaning. Aha! She called the number.Soon, there was a knock, and she let in a man wearing a shirt with the hotel logo. He had darker skin. I was gone by then, doing the weekly shopping. He always insisted on going with me and I really enjoyed going alone for a change. I even bought some of the things I liked.He got up, moving slowly. I fixed him a simple meal, hoping he could keep it down. There wasn’t a lot of conversation until the next day, I deliberately waited until I knew he had a clear head.I tried to talk to him but he got that stubborn look on his face. In this case I didn’t back down and laid it out for him. “This was. . Later he told that he had become mad after seeing her open thighs and big boobs outline from he shawl. Now this was happening so fast I decided to watch. With in few seconds he had taken her shawl from her shoulder and both guys were surprised seeing her nighty… she kept her hands on her face and lied down on the bed. Within seconds the elder guy was on her pressing her boobs together and sucking through the nighty… and he torned the lace of the nighty…and he was mad after her nipples one by. And put on some makeup and fixed my hair. So I felt a little better.All heads turned when we walked in. We took a small table off to the side. Rick nudged me when we spotted this distinguished looking gentleman in a grey suit sitting at the bar. He reeked of money. Rick whispered a plan to me. I smiled at him, it was a great idea! We made it look like we were getting in a fight at the table and Rick yelled at me and I slapped his face.I walked up to the bar and sat near the guy in the grey.