I'll take over from here" and she cut her off."Well, well, well" she said, turning to me. "Two fantasies in one ... you wear my lingerie, and you ima...ine me being fucked ... well we shall just have to see what we can do about that, won't we".We talked long into the night. I came clean about my fantasies and I told her how long I had been addicted to wearing lingerie for.In the end we agreed that I could never stop dressing up, so from then on she agreed that I could dress up, whenever I got. " Mike made a sympathetic noise, his eyes flicking down my body...he was tall enough to lean his forearms on the windowsill and he told me to lift the screen. "Well, are your parents awake?" I told him they were and he continued. "You should lock your door, so they won't catch you. And shouldn't you get ready for bed...just in case??" I gave him a hard look, knowing he just wanted to see me change my clothes...bad enough if it was just him, but his friend stood slightly behind him not. I basically used her sweat as an oil to produce some kind of the****utic experience for her while I imagined I was jerking off or using her sweaty feet for a footjob. They were so sweaty you could hear these little sloppy, wet sounds as I stroked her feet.I did this for at least half an hour until she fell asleep. She's a heavy sleeper too and snores a lot so I decided to take advantage of that. We were both on the couch and she had her legs stretched out with her feet between my legs right in. All we have left there at the hotel are our clothes and shampoo and stuff. We have all that at home. You think they might...”“Charlie, we need to leave. Now. I told you ... I alluded to some very powerful people being at the resort. Very powerful and very well known. Melinda saw something she shouldn’t have seen, and people want her quiet. Or gone. She’ll explain on the way home, but we need to get her out of here. She’s been holed up here, working in the kitchen and hiding out here with a.