So there is no way we can fuck."I laughed and laughed when she said it. "Oh.....that's why we can't fuck? Okay baby.....whatever you say." She laughed...too.We went back to my room. She was much drunker than I was. We sat in the dark on my couch and listened to old country songs. There were a few candles lit and a blue light bulb in a lamp on top of the t.v. The sun was all but gone and it was very dim.We started kissing. She knew how to use her tongue. Her teeth clacked against mine and her lips. During my crazy schedule I had to stay a Thursday thru Sunday at the hotel near my office.On Thursday night, after my shift I drove to the hotel and this couple in their 40’s were checking into their room. She was amazing my type of woman. A very sexy BBW with blonde hair, pretty face and nice D cup breasts. I thought that her hubby must be a lucky guy. They finished checking into their room and they were in room 321. It was my turn to check in and the clerk check me into room 323.i got into my. I tried to trip her up many ways but she hung onto her beliefs while under the influence of the drug. Her country she saw as a monster, when it should have been a loving entity. Instead of nurturing, it was making her do things that she abhorred. The fact that they knew this and continued, made her hate them even more.The handler she had was the worse. She thought herself very lucky that he was homosexual and left her alone. She had been beaten where it did not show on a few occasions, because. I want to help. It’s my moms and sis we’re talking about.”I looked at David and April. April was trying really hard not to smile. “Paul, I’m sure that you would be a great help to us. And nobody doubts your motivation and courage. But do you realize how you’re dressed? Do you feel a draft?”Paul looked confused, and then realization dawned on him. “Yeah, well, you guys can get me some clothes. I still want to go with you. You’ll need me down there.”I looked over to April then back to Paul. “I’ll.