I was sort of close in my guess. Pushing the button had this wild looking, multicolored taxi show up. No one else was looking for a ride, so I got in....The Middle Eastern man never said a word during the hour and a half it took to get to the hotel. I did not feel up to trying to understand what he was saying in a heavy accent anyway. I gave him my credit card to pay the fare. I did not really care what it cost; it was after two in the morning.Back in my room I found a surprise."I hope you don't. What size do you want me to wear?" Let me check, this bra is 36 D, so lets go for the big ones. ohhhhhh here they are,.... jezzzz what else do you have here? Do you want to be blond or brunette, ok brunette so we cant match too, Iliana I think your panties....the ones I am wearing now, they are going to be dirty...." No problem, I am soo looking forward."She chose my wig, my matching lingerie and she was wearing mine. We admired each other and looked great, she had two more tequila shots and. But really, I figured he'd flunk out by now and be back home. He seems to be doing fine, and that I wasn't expecting. I'm wondering if it's because of her." I don't believe this. You're actually defending that piece of trash. She insulted you, at your own table, and you're defending her." She didn't really insult me. She argued with me. Granted, it's a bunch of naïve bullshit from college, but ... I can't say that she personally insulted me. And I'm not defending her. I just want to give it a. “I am going to kiss you now,” he told me calmly, his hand moving up and caressing my cheek. His fingers were just as rough as I had imagined them. “If you want me to stop, please tell me at any time.” “Okay,” I answered, nodding my head to let him know that I understood. Without even thinking about it my eyes closed and I took a deep breath. Daddy moved forward and wrapped his arm around me and used the hand that was on my cheek to tilt my head up. I wanted to open my eyes and see him. For.