I met him in holiday inn in town,i arrived in reception and met him.My hair was very long,i had lots of make up on,was wearing 8 inch black heels,blac... stockings,suspenders,g string,black bra,body jewellry,belly button stud,on top i was wearing a red tight dress,my nails were painted,had thick red lipstick.He gave me a kiss and said i looked beautiful and i followed him too his room, i look embarassed as everyone looked at me,i felt like a prostitute becasue of the was i was dresed.He opened. I was petrified for a moment or two. I didn't quite know what to answer. I decided to be honest and go for the direct way: “Listen. You were gone. We had decided to cut all ways of communication. And my life went on.” I had to chose my words with meticulous care. “Tell me... Didn't you try to find a new lover?” She sighed. “Yes I tried. And I tried hard, believe me. But it turned out to be very difficult. It wasn't that easy to get over you. And as I saw you and your ex-wife being such a happy. Heavy mascara accentuated my long eyelashes and blusher defined my cheekbones. I added my favourite scarlet lipstick and plenty of gloss to plump up my lips. Hair would be a short red bobbed look which I love to this day. Slipping on my 5 inch spike heels I took a step back to admire the girl looking back at me from Mrs Webster's full length mirror. Pretty slutty I thought but certainly the right look for the occasion."Well that's suitably tarty looking, Ginger," said Mr Webster as he walked in. Iwas so excited that I wanted to tell Jimmy aboutfucking three guys at once. After they left I calledhim and he came to my apartment and fucked me twice.My pussy was red and messy but felt so good I couldhave done some more. I wonder if I could get all myboyfriends’ together at the same time? Jimmy knowswho the others are but they only know that I haveother boyfriends.I go to a nearby church on Sundays. The preachertalks about love and not about sin. I know I am doingthe best I can to.