The chauffeur took their luggage to the black Mercedes limousine and Simone enjoyed the sight of the countryside, going north for about an hour before...turning onto a private road that led to the Chiang Mai Institute. It was a secluded resort with an iron gate that the chauffeur opened with a remote. In the distance Simone could see the stylish resort and a large stable behind it. There were acres of landscaped trails and woods, perfect for horseback riding. Simone could hardly wait. The. I was spread-eagled on the stained bedspread, cum soaking my sweaty shirt, my lungs working furiously to restore order.I stayed blank for a while, refusing to think about what had just transpired, for the second time. As the post-orgasmic glow faded, a rush of anxious thoughts assailed me, and that same sweaty fear wound its way back into my mind. I stared at the ceiling, my thoughts racing, trying desperately to figure out how this all worked out.Was I like them? Like Tony and Paul? Like that. Fortunately for me, she was an excellent leader, never leaving me hanging at a light. Little details like that speak volumes of a person’s character – such a random thought to have on my way across this town, following a beautiful stranger(?), headed towards who knows what?!? What the hell, I told myself, what is life without the spirit of adventure? Little did I know… After getting off of the main road, we made very few twists and turns before arriving at her neighborhood. I was very glad to. .. my grandmother gave it to me."We both knew the watch was worth over five grand. "Well I better keep the check then Miss Taylor." And then, as she sat pouting, added, "Thanks to you Miss Taylor, I'll be able to take my girl out on the town tonight." The check is made out to the gym, not you." I own the gym Melissa." WHAT?" she wailed."Here's our official booklet, you'll see it lists all our classes, our hours of operation, our rules, etc. etc. This is our free club athletic bag, an official.