’ Opening the door to the hallway, I walked out, moving along the soft carpet, making my way to the front door of her place. ‘Can’t you stay any...ay?’ She followed me out to the hallway, a hand lightly on her bedroom door frame. I stopped, head lowered and looking back over one shoulder, she looked like she was going to go right back to crying. Her tears weren’t for me, and I didn’t feel sympathy for her emotions now. I wasn’t her friend, nor did I know her in the slightest, and she wanted me to. I drove as there was no way I’d trust her car to go to lunch less cross the desert in, she wasn’t much with small talk but before we knew it the lights of the city were in sight. I checked us in and we made our way to our room. The first snafu only one bed, of course as it was my husbands and I room. I reached for the phone to ring the desk but she stopped me saying the bed is big as an island, we will be just fine. Tired I hesitantly agreed and put the phone down. Age, sonority or just a. “I trust your judgment on diners, Pete!” I grinned. “We’d need to meet around 7:00am so that I can be to karate at 10:00am. I’ll either miss some breakfasts or guys’ nights when I’m in Indianapolis, but that won’t be an issue a year from now.”“I like this,” Kurt said. “It’ll be good for all of us.”“Looks like they’re ready for Chris and Cindi to make their entrance,” Dave said.Chris’ brother announced the couple and they walked in to loud cheering and applause, and took their places at the head. I booked a standard double, I kind of liked the idea of being in a smaller space with this perfect specimen of a man rather than one of the larger suite-style rooms that were available. I had an experience from our first night together that the size of this man in an enclosed space with me made me feel more vulnerable and willing to submit to him and I liked the feeling and was excited to experience more of it. Room booked. This was starting to get real.Throughout the 4 weeks since our first.