Right there, in my trousers, she looked down and smiled, said, "Catch you around!" and strutted out of the hotel. I thought that would be the last I s...w of her unless I caught her at breakfast, I took my key card and went off to my room. My body was saying go to bed, but I knew I had to avoid it for a while, so I took a shower and thought about wanking myself off, thinking about cumming in that soft, welcoming cleavage, but thought it better to wait, those thoughts might help me get to sleep. Kat’s alarm went off at 11 AM. It was muffled by her headphones, but she still managed to hear it. She hit snooze, and tried to go back to sleep, but she scrunched her face in confusion at the mp3 her phone was playing, apparently on repeat.“You are Catherine. You hate going by Kat. You’re a physics student. You don’t speak like a valley girl. You are Catherine...”Kat kept listening to it. It was in her voice, but why would she record something like that?However, the more she listened the more. A week with no confrontations or problems. Just the good things in life."I could stay like this forever," Tami murmured, seeming to echo my thoughts."Let's."Tami sighed. "You may have forgotten, but I haven't. You have a coach who expects you to be on the football field tomorrow..." And a slave driving director with play practice right after," I added."And I have an editor who thinks I actually have something to say in my column tomorrow, and we both have history papers due Tuesday." Stop!. * He had tried all of his own lines on the girls here, and then the ones his friends swore always worked. He'd even tried Joey's "How YOU doin'?" that always worked on Friends. Nothing. Zero, zip, nada. He had thought that maybe the carnival atmosphere might make the girls more receptive to his charms, but that had not been the case. Like every other Saturday night since puberty, Steve found himself womanless. Women found his charms, his lines, his deodorant and aftershave, in fact every thing.