And you chose my room. God, my heart sang that first night. I never touched you. I wasn't game, thought I'd frighten you away.But then I heard you. Do...you remember? You were crying, trying to do it silently, but I heard you. And I held you and stroked you, soothed and caressed you till you slept.Tonight this room seems so empty. It's almost like you never existed here, like you were just a dream.I know it's silly, but I'm going to sleep in your bed now. I feel closer to you there. We shared so. I didn't pay much attention to my walk to get a soda, and had rather automatically hung out my junk through the opening in my loungers. Walking back with my booty, I was nearly to my room when a door opened. Here were two VERY mature ladies, dressed in their polyester "finery," exiting their shared room. Since I had 2 cans of soda in my hands, there was no way to comfortably cover up. I had no choice but to continue to my room. Unfortunately (or fortunately), the two old ladies were blocking. They made small talk and leered at each other. She was just starting to show her pregnancy but didn't mention it. Her face felt very warm when she saw how he kept looking at her body, down at her legs, up to her breasts, into her eyes again; she took the keys out of the ignition and opened her door. "C'mon in for a minute." Thoughts and images were racing through my mind now. I stroked her hips and thighs, squeezed her breasts."Everyone was gone by then so I took him into my office," she said,. " But, what about Cindy?" Cindy will not be coming back. Mr. Aziez was so enamored of her... special talents... that he made a very generous offer for her and I accepted." You... you SOLD her?" asked Laurel in disbelief."Yes, for a very handsome price which will help ease a pressing financial burden." But... but where will he take her?" Suffice it to say Cindy will be residing in the Middle East from now on."Vickie looked at the clock."Their plane left for Rio an hour ago. In a few days she.