“How much for a week?” Tim asked.The clerk pulled his eyes away from the paper, took in the man in front of the desk, and quoted, “Forty-nine bu...ks a night. We don’t usually get people wanting to stay here much longer that that.” He smiled at his own joke then pulled his eyes away from the newspaper he was reading and repeated, “Forty-nine a night. You can arrange for longer in the morning, when the owner comes in. He might be willing to give you a discount if you want.”“Tell you what, man,. The food was excellent, as was the wine. Neither compared to Summer. Though. It was nice to be in the company of a pretty girl and, although it wasn’t a date, it felt a little like one. We spent the meal talking. Mostly she talked and I listened attentively. About her travels, mostly. She’d started out in Scandanavia and then wove her way through northern Europe. Germany, Belgium, and now, France. After this it was Italy, and then Spain, and then…?“Home, I guess,” she shrugged, sounding less. Despite our conversations being extremely in depth about just about everything under the sun, she always seemed to change the subject when it came to relationships.Over time though, I decided that I wanted to try and take our friendship to a new level. We had never done anything outside of class with each other. Not because either of us didn't want to, but just because neither had bothered to ask. Finally I decided I would take the chance and risk it. There was a reading and book signing by one. I did everything with them. Sucking, squeezing, licking, biting, tickling and teasing. She was writhing in excitement. She was wildly moving her hands in my hair. She embraced my waist with her legs. She unbuttoned my shirt and pulled it off. I helped her remove my trousers and underwear. I was naked. I resumed my work on her boobs. I had been sucking for about ten minutes now. Her nipples were swollen. I stopped after another five minutes. I moved further down on her and tasted her waist and.