She wanted him to fuck her senseless right then and there, but then again, it felt so wrong and too soon. Her head was saying that he had to stop this... “Mmm… please… no… “ she hissed. “Yes,” he whispered harshly into her ear. “DON’T try to deny the pleasure you are feeling… enjoy it!” She could hear the lust in his voice as he continued to play with her cunt. Rosaline moaned for him, having the sudden desire to please this man. She figured that her sweet, melodic moans would please him. “Mmmm,. She feels so embarrassed as he intently watches her pee. Oh is she going to get even for this. What was that saying again? ‘Payback is a bitch!’ A knock on the door interrupts the fixed gaze between the two in the bathroom. He closes the door and lets the bellhop in, nodding yes when asked if that is all. He signs the slip for the young man and closes the door once again locking it. He hears the water running asks her to wait to take a shower till after they have eaten breakfast. She says, ‘I. I listened to them talking about how they'd love to fuck her and about how many locals already had. The true number who had at that time was zero. They really thought that if anyone bought her a few drinks she'd shag them. This got me thinking....I mentioned this to Donna who thought it was hilarious and she hatched a plan.The following week she had a few days off and so she put on a short skirt, high heels and a tight top and no bra and decided to go for a beer. It was a Friday so the pub. She ignores them. The moon looks somberly back at her, lying in the dirt, hair splayed around her, pale body lying in the dark. Taking a deep breath, she sighs it out to the world at large. ‘Do you want to be real?’ Turning her head, she studies her arm… watches her fingers flex, the way the muscles tighten under her skin. Pursing her lips she closes her eyes and sighs again. ‘I don’t know.’ Fingers toy with a lock of hair that has fallen close by, black strands, soft and silky and curling.