She shook me off as if I was some minor irritation.Before I could remonstrate, the guy was at our table.He had eyes for only Sarah; to him I did not e...ist.“I saw you across the road…” they said insynchronicity.Now, I am considered by my peers, both guys and girls,as intelligent, with a quick wit. It must have been theanger mounting in me that clouded my thoughts andjudgment. It angered me that my lover was not onlyignoring me, but in favour of a man!“My, my, my…. He estimated how long it'd take to reach the hotel, check in and settle into the room; maybe fifteen or twenty minutes. Half hour tops. By then he'd be ready again, raring to go, with time to kill before he hit the bar. He'd take his sweet time over himself, teasing, building, edging towards a second orgasm, using the scent and tacky residue from the woman's underwear to fuel his debauched thoughts of what he'd have done if he'd been on board the minibus. How he'd have taken them all, one by. For Rachel, I had burned two very long CDs, with "our" songs on them. I had even bought one of those Make-Your-Own-CD-Cover kits, and made some really cool covers for them. I had also written her a huge letter, reminiscing about some of our greatest memories, and telling her how much she meant to me as a friend, like-a-sister, etc.As I flip-flopped up her walk, I realized that I had to slap on the happy face asap. This was the defining moment. I had to either prove that I was over him, or live. You won't be needing them. Lose your shoes and socks as well". We went back past the video booths to the end of the hall and through a door into a large dimly lit room. There were 4 large screen tvs on the far wall providing the only illumination in the room. I was unable to see anything except the tvs. One was showing a compilation of asses oozing cum. Another was showing a gang bang scene, muscle tops barebacking a twink. The third was a compilation of ass to mouth action. The fourth screen.