I got there 30 minutes before she did and paid for a room...and then I sat there and waited. there was a light knock on the door about 40 minutes late......she was wearing super tight blue jeans that were very form fitting... A leather jacket that was too small for her and fuzzy boots. She stepped through the door and as soon as she closed it and hit that lock, the jacket dropped showing me her tiny but beautiful little tits. I kicked my shoes off followed by my pants and my shirt. I wasn't. After I returned to our seats I made the comment that I guess that was my test for getting the waist cincher she bought, she oh no baby what I have in mind is much better of a dare than that sweetie. Well the rest of the movie I think all I did was think of things that she could ask me to do later. Watching the movie together was really nice it was like we were for some reason needing to hide the fact we were flirting and holding hands throughout the movie.When we got back to the room Jan. They didn't look like gravestones but they also didn't look like they belonged there, indigenous you might say. A human hand had had a hand it their arrivals. 'Look here. What do you think they are? These markers?'Page 39. She looked closer and could see the stones. Two red ones and a grey one. 'Oh yeah, I see. Are they trail markers, like to point you to the house?' 'Well not exactly. No, not quite.' 'What then?' Now I was going in for the. “Maybe” I replied regretting my two admirers were leaving. I watched them cross the bar and leave via the toilet door, eyeing them from top to toe. I felt a warmth over me recalling our encounter. Such nice lads – obviously up for it – they upstairs and me down here all alone again. I was a bit tipsy by now, not d***k, but in that state where inhibitions are relaxed, where mind thinks of passion, hunky men, erect cocks…. Hmmmmm. The barman brought me over another JD. “I really don’t think I.