As soon he got out the car we walked into the hotel together. We stopped at the elevator and noticed the gazes of others. He pressed up and we boarded...the elevator. We went all the way to 18. His room number was 310. Close your eyes he said placing a hand over my eyes. We went through what seemed to be a hallway and then stopped. Open I saw a wonderful room, filled with candles, bed full of roses. On the dresser was whip cream, strawberries, and chocolate. I told you, you were going to be my. Let the slut know we've got what she needs. We'll turn her out to even mild sadistic men. They'll PAY to get at those tits and bust 'em up for her." And..."bitch with tits that sway like those do is Out Looking For It. She knows what her titmeat is doing to us. Bet it turns her on to see we got hardons. And...."we get her in some proper hooker tops and skirts and she'll be turning tricks in the back alleys down by the factories and strip clubs. She knew they meant "improper clothes." And. We spent all afternoon checking out the sights and hitting clubs. Had a great time. We got back to his parents home around 8 and his mom had a big dinner for us. Baked chicken, tortillas, dips, the works. No wonder Danny missed home so much. Carmalita was spoiling us rotten. She made fresh margaritas after dinner. I had only drinked a margarita once before and it was not very good. What she made was fantastic. I had 3 or 4 and got a little buzz going. We watched TV until around 10 and turned. ‘Jack’s met a guy. Amazing gossip. I have to go see him.’ I blurted out the lie as fast as I could think of it. Harry sighed disapprovingly, but he didn’t seem to suspect anything. ‘Fine, I suppose if you must.’ He started packing his things into his bag. I couldn’t get Harry out quick enough. As soon as he was gone I grabbed my bag and sprinted towards Paul’s dorm. I knocked on the door, breathless from running. He opened the door and smiled. If I’d had any breath left that smile would have.