There had been no need. He was there to bury a friend. That’s all. So much of Steele’s life took him where he had not planned.Confident he wasn’... being monitored, Steele returned to the empty suitcase on his bed. He lifted a thin lead plate disguised as the bottom of the suitcase. The hidden compartment housed his Glock 19 pistol, ankle holster with gun, full magazines, and a large knife in a leather case, all held in place in form-fitting cut-outs in the Styrofoam. Going anywhere without them. He instructs me to put the rest back into the nightstand and then to get dressed, without panties, and await further instructions… then he leaves the room while I do what was asked. I shiver with excitement when he returns to the bedroom, my leash in one hand and the car keys in the other. He unbuttons my jeans and pushes them down to my knees. He takes the purple dildo and inserts it into my pussy, and places the pink vibe on my clit. Then he pulls my jeans back up and fastens them. He pushes. I heard someone say later, that Ed Sullivan and his wife actually live at the Delmonico Hotel, and eat all their meals in the dining room.While some were unpacking and some were taking showers or baths, I stripped and fell into bed. Sometime during the morning hours I awakened next to Sherry and Isabel. Then, I awakened an hour later with my cock buried deep inside Stevie’s pussy as she pushed her sexy ass back for more.“Fuck me, then fuck Isabel. We know we won’t have much time together on. She had some jizz on her face, and I did too, and, while she was fucking, and puffing, we were kissing, making out like it was prom night, except on prom night, she would not have been kissing the spunk off my face. (I don't think!) The effect that this had on me was to make me want to do every man in the room, hard or soft, and most of the women, too.The guy who was standing next to the guy who was doing Janet decided that doing little Brenda was a good idea.I don't usually get all antsy about.