I texted my escort that I was on my way to his hotel, and when and where he was to meet me. I didn’t know how well he knew American movies, but ther... was a scene I was dying to act out. There would be some obvious differences, but that would only add spice to an already erotic tableau.You know the one.Black Adonis in designer tux, meet voluptuous Blonde Venus lounging languorously on a high-backed stool at the hotel bar – with every eye in the place already locked on her like radar. If my eyes. The rental place was part of a nationally known company, so we felt confident in renting there. I was the first one through the door with Chris and the guys behind me.“Can I help you?” a young man asked from behind a counter.“We need to rent three vehicles,” I told him.“Three!” he asked in surprise looking at the four of us.“Yes, we’re going home for Christmas,” I told him.“Are you all in the Army?” he asked looking at our fatigues, boots, and short haircuts.“No, we’re Federal Agents and have. Do you like Don Perignon?"I thought to myself I must be caught up in some frightening but wonderful dream. I was no pauper, but had never had Don Perignon in my life, and Dennie acted as if it was just another Budweiser. I had to admit to her I had never had it, and she moved off to the bar saying I was in for a treat.No matter how pleasant or wonderful Dennie was acting, I just couldn't lose the case of nerves I was feeling. I didn't want to admit to myself that I was really developing strong. "I mean, you're still my best friend. I know that. Istill want to be your friend too. But you've changed! You're a girl now!And you're hot! I don't know how to handle that!"There it was - the real reason that he had been so awkward around me sincethe concert in Salt Lake City. He was attracted to me! I had hoped thatwasn't the reason, but I had feared that it was.He was blushing horribly now at his revelation. I could feel my own cheekswarmer than normal. I concentrated on the road for a.