And it won't be because I'm all tired out, because, really, I'm not that tired! I've been thinking about this for -- well, for a long time. I've been ...orrying about it, even." Are you afraid you'll... hurt me?"I laughed. "No, Baby! You're the one who's afraid it's gonna hurt. That's not going to be the problem. Not unless you're still so afraid that you're -- y'know -- all tensed up." I really want to do it tonight," she said. "If you're tired, we could take a nap first, and then do it later.. As I started chatting with other guests I could hear Catie laughing in the background - it was THAT laugh. I had done well. The next few hours were a blur of conversations and busy work as I moved about in a haze of anticipation for what was to come. I purposely have Catie her space to work her magic and to enjoy the space of open flirtation I had created for her. Watching her in action kept me in a perpetual state of arousal as I faked being tired and blatantly lied to other guests about work. There were other mementos of past boyfriends as well. I read aloud some passages from her diary to her complete embarrassment."You are a bad, bad man, sir," she said."You sound like Peppermint Patty" I asked."Oh yes sir, that's me! Peppermint Patty in bondage!" she said laughing.I laughed with her as I kept going through her things. They were not as revealing as I had hoped. They painted a picture of a reasonably happy, friendly girl, though one with all the typical fears and neuroses.I looked. Also, the motel you are staying in is ours. This was done in two hours. The owner wanted twelve million for the Mobile Home Park and land and she got it all for eight million.”Linda asked if she was a keeper and Tracy said, “OH, Yeah!” Linda said she had brought a set (this is a black card, money, and a 1/10the share of company stock) for her and asked what she thought of that and Tracy said, “By all means. The girl in the motel is her roommate and runs the motel. She has a business degree and.