A small mewling escaped my lips. Kris chuckled. Whatsamatter, girl? Dont like a compliment from a nigga? You a racist or somethin? No, no! I blurted ...ut, shaking my head furiously. Oh, so you not a racist? Then, you musta fucked a few niggas along the way, cuz I know they been wantin to tap that ass. You got some FINE ass, girl. He smiled, releasing my wrist as he talked, confident that I was too frightened to try to run. So, you fucked some niggas then, huh? Uh.. well.. no.. not exactly. . R- me tuje sab badme samjati hu. Abhi tu usko ache se chod and uske samne ye sab mat puch.Me- wo badroom me he. you 1st explain me kya he ye sab.And utne me monika ne muje ander bulaya. Mene ritika ko byee.. Tuje to me bad me dekhta hu sali bhadvi. And call vut karke me roon me gaya.Jab me andar gaya than I was shocked.. Uske badroom ke sath terec bhi tha. And usme 1 chota sa swiming pool bhi tha. And monika waha le bikini me khadi thi. M- chlo tum bhi apne sare cloths utar ke jaldi se aajo .Me. Gazing directly at the bulge in his shorts, she nodded, saying in a whispery voice, "I thought so, Donny." I mean out there," he pointed onto the deck. "I had my eyes closed, but I wasn't asleep. I saw you... naked." You did," she said, her voice quivering with emotion. "What did you see, honey?" Everything." he replied."And you enjoyed seeing me," she said, a simple statement not a question.Her son nodded.Marilyn placed her drink on the bar and stepped out from behind it. She walked toward her. There was a waist high iron rail which protected people from the 9 story drop into the parking lot. Behind the hotel were office buildings. I could see a few people working late, but they were mostly dark by this time. I heard Nicole clear her throat and turned to walk back into the room.Nicole was standing in the center of the room. She had transformed into a vision of pure dominance. Her blouse and skirt had been replaced by a leather corset. She also had leather opera gloves, thigh high.