The door opened quickly and Alexandra was standing there looking expectantly. The smile was replaced by a look of confusion and then of recognition as...I said “hi”, holding up the bottle and the glasses. Taking advantage of her confusion I brushed past her into the room and set the champagne down on a small table and my bag on the floor. Turning to face her I unbuckled my raincoat belt and let it fall open. She still stood by the open door looking very puzzled; the green eyes flashing concern.. I expect you think you can imagine what we are going to do to you now you have fallen into our clutches. But I'm sorry to disappoint you dear - you haven't the slightest idea how badly we are going to abuse your body. You will be - now, how do they put it?, psychologically scarred for the rest of your life - probably from before it even actually happens - I would imagine it would be from just about the point when you first realise what we intend to do to you. There is an alternative, as you. Being separated from MaryAnn for so long, I was not very good in picking up on her state of mind or moods. I did know she was not the same Southern Illinois housewife that I left nearly two and half years earlier. The welcome home sex was not what I had looked forward to those long months at sea. I got the distinct impression her mind was someplace else while we were fucking. She was jumpy, moody, and not as talkative as I remembered. I think she tried, but as I learned from her later, I was. Taking a leak when you wake up with a hard-on the size of mine is always an adventure. The only thing I can say for this hotel room is that it had a hand rail on the wall for the shower, which happened to be right next to the tub, so I was able to hold onto that and lean in enough to be able to piss. After a quick shower and shave, I was all set to get the day rolling. The sooner I got it started the sooner I’d be able to get it done. Maybe if I was lucky I could knock this out pretty fast and.