..well, it fucking hurts! I reply...M: okayIs all I can stomach to write. I was trying not to be bitch but also couldn't bring myself to sign it with...my signature smiley face or heart.I continue the evening the best way I know...diving into my work. Making small business talk but mainly trying to make my guests feel comfortable.At a little after 10 pm, my boss and his wife are the last to leave. When Sally gives me a light hug good bye, she unknowingly twisted the knife by saying she was sorry. Yes, Mrs. Mason, I am directly related to the General. He was my great grandfather, or so, way back there." Oh, you must be so proud. He was a fine person. I believe that I knew your grandfather when I was young. We met on the first day that I entered the university and we spent many, many days together. He was a professor and I was a very young, impressible girl. Oh my, those were some wonderful times! Of course, then the Great Depression arrived, and many things changed for many people." Mrs.. I was still frozen, not believing this was really happening.“Well.. you're dating my brother, and he's better looking than me, and..”“He isn't better looking than you. I think you're a looker too, ya know.” and she began to approach me.“Thanks..” I said shyly.As she approached my bed I just stared at her, and how hot she looked walking towards me. I saw the lust in her eyes.. like she was a dirty slut hungry for my cock. Wait.. was I really thinking these kind of things? Yes, I was! And this. We got to the hotel early and got the room ready and headed to the liquor store for some supplies. We had been talking to this guy Alex through text and had sent pictures of Misty to him and he had sent pictures of himself and we were both nervous but extremely excited to get this night going. We had stopped to grab something to eat on our way back to the hotel when we got a text from Alex that read “Sorry I have to cancel, something came up.” We were both disappointed that we weren’t going to.