It was always the first hotel everyone saw when they pass by the seafront.usually, the hotel was thriving during the summer holidays, but not this yea.... sure, they still had customers coming through the doors, but there wasn't nearly enough to fund the hotel's resources. it was noticeable one night when the manager of the hotel, Herbert Ronson, entered the dining area and noticed that over half of the tables were empty. "this is not normal" he said to the bartender, a young ginger girl called. I rose silently, curious at what he looked, tiptoed to the table, stood right behind him without him taking notice of me. Denis looked at a picture of my cleavage on his cell phone. Obviously taken as I bowed down to say hello. The cups of my bra where clearly visible as well as the furrow of my breasts. The next picture showed my legs and my white lace panties, shot when I sat on the couch putting my legs slightly apart.Yes, our little artist didn’t notice me behind him. He was absorbed. " Harold, try to keep it under control. I don't want you fucking our little girl. I'll be there soon and you can play out all your dreams and fantasies on me. I promise." I miss you so much, Janice. Are you lonely there?" Harold asked.She hesitated. Secrets. Maybe some should remain secret. "They're keeping me awful busy, and there's a lot of entertaining and visiting with clients and partners, so I don't think about it most of the time. But I do miss you terribly." Come home, Janice." Just a. As we walked past a stack of amplifiers I was grabbed from behind and had my eyes covered with a pair of female hands. I felt hot breath on my ear as I was told, "Guess who." in a sultry sexy voice, followed by a tongue to my ear."If I guess does the action stop?" I asked. I was rewarded by being spun around to gaze into the very beautiful face of Shelby James. She hugged me fiercely and whispered in my ear, "I have missed you handsome."Diesel looked like he was seeing an episode of "The.