This would be the third he had tried tonight, it was close to midnight and he desperately needed a place where he could have the breakdown that he was...struggling to contain. The receptionist, a bored looking woman in her mid-twenties, noticed him and immediately recognised the signs of a man in distress. She'd seen her fair share of distressed folk looking for a last minute room. She sat up straight. She also couldn't help but notice that the man was rather good looking; 6'1" or thereabouts,. Want some more tonight, big boy?" "Um, well, sure, hon, I mean it was kind of rushed and all. Maybe we can take some more time tonight. You think it's gonna be another orgy?" "It's a side to my sisters that I haven't really seen before, so how do I know? What I do know is that I don't care what Debbie says, I'm old enough and I'm gonna do it if they do. So, you better be good and hard, mister. It's time for our second fuck and I don't care what anybody say, we're doing it." Wow, my girlfriend. As ugly on the inside as she was beautiful on the outside and for some reason she hated Alina with a passion that bordered on pathological obsession. Alina didn’t know what she’d done to incur Yulia’s wrath and suspected that her mistress’ hatred was natural born, having nothing to do with any action, deed, or intent on her part. No, since they were children – Yulia was but two years older than Alina – Yulia had been hell-bent on torturing her. Alina suspected that her weary body wanted. Was I alright? "You're being very quiet." I've got a lot on my mind Honey," I replied."Anything I can help with?" Cheryl asked."Maybe later," I answered. "I think you can help solve my problems later." She gave me a funny look but didn't say anymore.Monday evening Cheryl said, "I'm going to stop for a drink on Wednesday after work. Unless you need me to stay home and help with whatever was bothering you over the weekend." Sure Honey, you need to relax a little," I replied. "I'll work out my.