“I’m back,” Dane says.I just reply with a “humm,” too relaxed for words. I hear him moving around in the room. I wonder what he’s up too....I hear some clicking and then the sound of something being inflated with air. Whatever it is, I’m sure to find out soon. Well, enough with the soaking. I grab my scrubber and pour some shower gel on it and, like earlier in the day, I rub it all over my body leaving, soap bubbles in its path. I love how silky it makes my skin feel. The aroma of the sweet rose. "OK", I said, as cooly and calmly as possible."Is that... Is that really all you're going to say? I mean, is it? I'm telling you this that's all you can say? OK? I mean..." Look", I jumped in holding a placatory hand. "Look. This is all new to me and it's completely taken me by surprise. And I suppose I'm a bit shocked. Hotel bars are normally stiflingly dull. Beautiful women don't normally approach me. Well, not even normally. They just don't." Alright, look. I'm sorry", she said. "I'm sorry.. I was an unexpected inclusion, and as all the ladies were double my age I spent an evening lidtening to their worldly-wise advise, non of them suspecting that this little young girl was starting to have the hots for their men.I was having my first tastes of wine, both red and white, and a few cocktails, slipped to me by some of the men so by the end of the evening I was putty in whoevers hands were on me at the time. Yes I was being groped, my tits were squeezed, I was kissed fully on the lips,. She clung to him tightly as he gently ran a finger down her soft hair but she pulled back when he tried to tilt her head upward to kiss her.“I’ve changed my mind about tonight,” she said softly. His initial thought was that she was playing a joke on him. Only the earnestness in her voice and the seriousness in her eyes told him she wasn’t. He wondered if perhaps Molly was unhappy but he saw her sitting on the bed in only a tank top and shorts.“OK,” he said, nodding to her. “Am I allowed to ask.