She thinks of his kiss again and the tung that she lets past her lips. he in her briefs has moved around to her leg. it inches closer the the front, d...iving a place just behind her pubic bone to lust, she is aware of the sticky warmth between her legs, his hand creeps closer. fingers brush her hair, tickling the top her her leg. and then his index finger is between her lips, wet with her sex, she moans at the pressure griping his but cheek, scratching his back and biting his lip. as his fingers. Man this woman is a Nazi...she should be a cousin of Fidel Castro, she didn't want listen to me and she dressed me in this stupid yellow dress and set my hair in two tails above my years, I look like having a Banana on each side, of my head...I certainly look beautiful on this dress.The weird woman takes me to a table and gives me Cheerios with milk, and Orange Juice, When I'm ready to eat this big fat man appears, pinch my cheek and call me princess, He looks like Barney and I smile because he. Then he blurts: "Oh! Ms. ______; I almost forgot; there's a package here for you." The container he hands you is a small brown box, about eight inches long and four wide. Your mind races, as you realize it has to be from me - the only other person who knows you're here is _____, your "safety valve". And she certainly wouldn't be mailing you anything. As you ride the elevator to our room, you recall how I insisted that you tell a trusted friend where you were going, and who you'd be with. . After about twenty minutes of wild sex they both collapse back on the bed in exhaustion. The girl looks admiringly across at the swimmer in the dim light, his beautifully-developed muscles, tanned skin glistening with little beads of sweat as he lays beside her. At this point the swimmer slowly struggles up from the bed. He fumbles the lid off a bottle on the bedside table, pours himself a small shot in a glass and drinks it down in one gulp. Then he stands bolt upright, takes a deep breath.