She just slapped my hand and told me, “There will be plenty of time for that! Now, let’s unpack and then walk around and see what’s here. Maybe...we can find a show to see tonight.”“A show tonight?” I thought as I finished unpacking my things. “The only show I want to see tonight stars her and me and will be x-rated. I certainly hope she doesn’t blow me off again when it comes to sex.”Done unpacking, we kissed and walked down to the elevators, taking them down to the lobby. Getting out, Pam. .. A boy offering a girl his feet! What are your thoughts Keona?" Ha! You want my humorous thoughts or my honest thoughts?" Ah, good question... Humor is always appreciated, honesty always necessary. How about both, starting with the humor?" Okay! The humor is it's completely outrageous for a boy to offer his feet to a girl, to take the lead like this... If you want, you can laugh at my silliness, and I will laugh with you..." Ha! It does feel really different! I'm wondering if this is what it. He owns a bar and he gets home in the middle of the night. He obviously came home with a mission to wake me, fuck me and then sleep. A perfect plan I must say. I stared in his eyes, as undid his belt, unzipped his khakis, and released that beautiful bulge. I kissed him again as I wrapped my hand around his thickness and began a slow hand job. I then lay myself across the bed, tummy side down. I kept my hand wrapped around the base of his cock while my wet lips parted to take him into my mouth.. I guessed that some lawyers think they are above the law.My attention was drawn to a magnificent curved staircase beautifully carved of solid mahogany. In my readings I had discovered that that particular staircase had been hand carved by none other than Reginald Sherwood, my great-great grandfather. The girls were impressed with this tidbit of history and insisted on taking my picture descending the staircase. Grace enlisted the assistance of one of the guards to take the picture of me coming.