So my young lover and I have resorted to role playing to help facilitate our meetings. Last weekend I came home one day early from a job in Montana a...d got a hotel room on the business credit card since I go in on a flight that cost the company less. This is what played out once I hit the hotel.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~I walked into the bar in the hotel lounge and saw her immediately. She was sitting at the bar, sipping a flute of wine looking at. Well almost - the mulatto wore stiletto high heels and tight net stocking, showing up with each move of her rugged legs. Carla waited in the poorly lid street dressed in a short miniskirt and skimpy top. The corrupt undercover police agent was the current referee for the upcoming fight, keeping all the betting money gathered from both brothel-keepers. She worked under Sam's protection, a “colleague” of hers who abused his position to “pimp out” the pimps for protection. Carla was in the. I tried, again, to remind folks to celebrate their lives, and not be too saddened by their deaths, but such words are little comfort to loved ones and friends who will never again see one who was dear to them. These, I encouraged to grieve, not for the fallen, but for themselves, for what was taken from their lives. I encouraged grief for their loss, but reminded them, too, to celebrated the lives and the sacrifice of those who were gone.Ruth was busily planning for what she had begun calling. .. oh god, yes!"Deshona's erect nipple was shiny with Laura's saliva, and Laura slowly sucked the entire thing into her mouth, squeezing Deshona's breast, sucking it hard, until tiny, wheezing, frantic moans started being pinched off deep in Deshona's throat. Laura sucked it hard and even bit it gently, letting her teeth sink into the edges of Deshona's areola, not into the nipple itself, and this was enough to turn Deshona's moans into tight, almost hysterical whinnying."Unnhhhnneee!.