?’ ‘Is that.. is that okay?’ Stephanie asked. ‘Spending the whole night at the convention, I mean? Do they just let attendees sprawl out in th... hallways, like.. um, vagrants?’ ‘Okay? S’way better than okay,’ Kelly retorted, ‘It’s great, safety in numbers and all that. You’re on your own here and drift off to sleep, who knows what some convention creep could do to you, right?’ ‘Ah, uh, yeah,’ Stephanie agreed, swallowing and fidgeting closer to the wall. ‘Right.’ The wide hallways were sparsely. As she had to figure, he wasn’t wearing any underwear. Bare as can be under those jeans, his member strained through the lowering zipper.She could already count two thick veins throbbing along the top of his shaft, the width alone was enough to make a girl want to say no and just stick to a vibrator. Her teeth sink into her tongue, biting back a moan as her thighs become taut and throat clamps up. His hands push down the waist of his jeans and she was all but transfixed on his member as it hung. ." Gabrielle said as she took a swipe of chocolate ganache from a small piece of cake and smeared it into the bowl of the spoon. An intricately designed heart shaped lock appeared surrounded by roses and thorny vines. As the ganache, covered finger followed the pattern down the handle of the spoon, they found an intricately detailed key."Wow," Kristy breathed. "I mean, it's lovely for a spoon. Isn't it?" Who is it then? Go on you can tell me," Gabrielle lowered her voice to a conspiratorial. I could hear voices as I slipped the card through the lock. I opened the door to the shock of the two people on the bed. "My god, Ross; what are you doing here?" said a naked Sheila lying on the bed.Bill was between her legs eating at her cunt. We were the same height but I probably outweighed him by a hundred pounds. I grabbed him by the shoulder and threw him back against the wall. I hit him twice before Sheila screamed at me. "Don't Ross, please don't."I looked back at her in disgust. "You.