“I’ll get it.”“A gentleman,” she remarked.She accompanied him to the door. From the doorway she unlocked her trunk with her key fob. Martin ...ashed to the car and retrieved a small soft-sided suitcase. “I’ll set it in the bedroom,” he said.“Put it in the bathroom,” she replied. “I’d like to freshen up a bit. Go ahead and use the bathroom first.”Martin sat on his sofa and watched Irene disappear into the bathroom. After a while she returned to the sofa, now wearing a short, sheer nightgown. It. He contemplated it. What if she doesn’t sleep with me? How could she not? Its prom night for goodness sakes. I’ve been sweet talking her for the past hour. She’s naked. I’m naked. We’re sitting in a nice hotel room with silk sheets….and she’s on the pill. How could she not sleep with me? ‘…you could screw it up at anytime…’ lost in thought, he hadn’t realized she’d still been talking. Looking up now, he was pleased to see her smiling. Her finger hooked out, dangling forward and baiting him to. No pain, no nausea, it felt like you were right there with me, James!' she gushed over her link.'We will have to test further, with longer distances, but I am so relieved! I have a lot of ideas I want to test later, but right now Zoe, you have a date with a needle, baby!' James said, his pleasure radiating to his two lovers.'Yes, yes I do.' Zoe purred.Stacy's tattoo was easy to cover up with just a t-shirt, but Zoe's tattoo, even with the ink being 'invisible', left a very obvious red welt. " "Oh darling, I may not have been the top of my class in school but I know what it sounds like and even what it looks like when a woman has an orgasm. You didn't do the best job of hiding it. You've gotten much better since my last visit," he prompted, causing me to look at him somewhat nervously. "Awfully wet aren't you?" A small whimper escaped my mouth and I turned to look at him. My eyes drifted along his face and he seemed to take that as an invitation, particularly when they lingered on.