Except for the bathroom, you could see everything in the suite from just about anywhere in the large open area.I was kind of standing there just takin... it all in and realized that Johnny and Jamie were awfully quiet. I turned around and there they were, their shirts off, in each other’s arms, kissing deeply. As they kissed, they reached down and dropped their pants. Each was wearing what looked like a string bikini bottom and they started grinding against each other’s groin as they continued. "Are you looking at my breasts?" "No." "Lisa, wasn't Jessica Wilson staring at my tits?" Alexia turned to her friend. "She was," agreed Lisa. She turned back to me a big, mischievous grin on her face. Alexia folded her arms making her boobs seem to burst out of her top making me feel a bit horny again. "Are a lesbian, Jessica? Am I turning you on?" Alexia asked and she stepped right up beside me so her breath was on my face. "You know, you're rather pretty," her voice turned sultry and. Yet now when I turn over he is not there, just a cold empty bed to caress and comfort me now. My Trent is gone away. I huff and turn over, imagining he is still beside. I imagine how it felt to sleep with him for the first time. How nervous Trent made me feel. How weak my knees were around him. How, when he spoke my name in that rough voice he had, I couldn’t refuse him. To this day my stomach flips thinking about night. I drew the covers closer to me and closed my eyes, trying to remember as. It was nearing midnight and he hadn't found the right kind of poor sap yet.He wanted it. Fuck. He needed it. The thrill. The rush. He loved finding the perfect mark. It wasn't anything perverse or sexual. It was just good, clean fun. The kind that left him with a high that lasted almost all week. Sweet, precious time he savored and languished in as much as he could.He took a deep breath through his nose and let the long sigh out over the top of his beer. Thirty more minutes and he'd give it up.