What the hell was her game? I had no idea. Maybe it was simply a tease on a theme of locks. Where did she get the locks? She must have bought them las... night when she was wandering around the hotel. I hunted around in the other room looking for clues and in the waste bin was a receipt for two luggage padlocks bought in the shop next to reception. So I had one of the locks but the wrong key. Did she make a mistake?I decided that she was one step ahead of me but surely that was a good sign— she. "And stop teasing me...!" I smiled and she reached for the offending article of clothing to snatch it away, but I was too quick for her and dodged away, my bra just held in place by the friction with my boobs. Then she was chasing me round the office. She cornered me behind the desk and I turned to face her. She was grinning wildly, her cheeks flushed with girlish excitement. She snatched the bra off me and threw it wildly over her shoulder across the office. Her eyes affixed on my smooth,. “Oh!” I exclaimed, “entschuldigen sie bitte. Ich suche Cal? Calista?” “Sie ist nicht hier, Sie ist beim Tanz in der Mensa,” he replied. I made my way back downstairs, and asked the concierge for directions to the Mensa.“It is not far from here, but why do you want to go there?”“My girlfriend is at the dance there, I thought I’d go there and meet her.”“Oh but they will not let you in,” she explained, “the dance, it is for students only.”“Oh,” I said, the disappointment evident in my voice,. He wasso embarrassed at his mother having to deal with his sperm soakedpanties.What would she think of him? He felt so small and childish standing nextto her. She was helping him like he was little, a little girl.She quickly rinsed out the panties and hung them up to dry on his showerbar.Oh, now I have a pair of panties drying in my bathroom - ugh.Then she wash his cum laden penis and left leg with a warn wash cloth."Billy, tomorrow I will show you how to get that stain out of yourpanties..