You head for her bedroom and find a letter and book on her bed. The letter is addressed to you. It reads:“Deirdra,If you’re reading this, then you...are in my bedroom. For shame! Still, you are most likely looking for clues as to where I am. If I have been gone for less than two weeks, stop reading and know that I’m okay. If it has been longer, read on.”Since it’s been a month, you read on.“I know that I’ve never really talked about what I do on these trips. Well, if I’m gone for this long then. I loved him as a girl loves a boy. As a wife loves a husband.It was October, 2003. I was visiting George in a nearby city. I had thought about him sexually for a few years at this point, even though I was only 14. He was 24 at the time. That was a very good weekend for me. I had never done anything in any category, but I knew he’d let me. I asked him if I could drink and smoke weed with him for the first time, and he said yes. The first night I was there, I drank a pint of voldka in a one hour. That’s odd. I spotted Baxter and a guy exiting one of the rooms. They got into a red Town car and drove off. Hmmmmm. Baxter has something going on I thought. Twenty minutes later, Sandra got out of a taxi and entered the motel office. After a few minutes, I saw her leave and walk to unit number 21.I got out of the truck and walked across the street. I knocked on the door. Sandra opened it and I entered. She closed the door. With one hand she pushed me back against the door. She wrapped both. She closed hereyes, probably thinking of someone else. I pushed her to stand on herknees in front of me and ordering her to look at me all the time whileI will be enjoying her mouth.****We lay on the bed tired. After the shower, I was fucking her roughlyfrom behind while ordering her to call me master, beg me to stop andslapping her ass cheeks painfully every time she opens her mouth. Ourroleplaying was becoming more and more sadistic."Michael?" She asked all of a sudden."Yes, Anna?" How much.