We said goodbye to our other dinner companions, but I lingered at the table. Lynn took my clue. I asked if she had checked out the hotel’s pool. She...said she had looked at it, but had not gone in. I said, “The night is still young.” After some mild protest, so as not to look to eager, she agreed to meet me in the pool in an half an hour. I got to the pool before she did. I wanted to look manly, so when she arrived she saw me doing laps. As I was busy doing laps, I didn’t see her enter the. "Where are you Sylvia?" she asked pleasantly enough."I'm at the civic center looking it over," I said. "Is anything wrong?" Not at all I just wanted you to check out the parking lot of the Embassy Suites motel. We will be staying there for the weekend." she said."What is your ETA?" I asked."About thirty minutes," she replied."I'll get right out there then. Is Rodney still with you?" I asked."Yes are you jealous." It was a come on, I thought, but I said nothing."I'll meet you in the parking lot.. Was the hassle worth it? I doubted it.So I stayed in Portland and looked for another job. That was 13 yearsago, and I am still here. I am married now, and the mother of twobeautiful girls. (No, I didn't have a womb implant; I solved the ts-motherhood problem by marrying a wonderful man whom I had known almostfrom the beginning of my stay in Portland and who became a widower whenwife was killed in an unfortunate traffic accident, leaving him to takecare of two babies under two years old whom. I caressed her back. I don’t know how or when but she had slipped on her gown. Its fabric was the only thing between my hand and her smooth flesh. I was confused as to should I make the first move or let her. Then I realized that she had already made the first move by inviting me to sleep together. I touched her ass over her gown, tracing the lines of her panties and she gasped. I took it as her agreement and started pulling her gown. It was dark so it was a little difficult but the reward was.