Nothing was going to be cheap about this trip, but it was certain to be thrilling. In fact, if Marcie didn't put her skirt down and sit up, we stood a...very good chance of my being thrilled into a ditch."Put your skirt down and sit up, Marcie. A man can only take so much. Betsy, why don't you come up here with us? Marcie is going to make me drive in a ditch if she keeps that up. I'll pull over at the next intersection." Oh, that's ok, Mr. Long. I'll just climb over."Before I could object, there. Stephanie was reserved but at the same time a bit playful which made her very intriguing to me.It stated when I checked into my hotel downtown for a weekend of visiting with friends. Stephanie was working as a housekeeper and was hanging out at the front desk when I arrived. She was quiet as I checked in but I could feel her looking at me and I looked up and gave her a quick smile. I thought nothing of it as I headed off to my room on the third floor to get settled in for the night. As is. “Girls, over there is the dessert table with cake and pie and cookies, and the ice cream machine. You can take vanilla or chocolate or mix the two in a cone or a sundae dish.”All five girls immediately grabbed dishes and asked me to show them how it worked. I did and knew that there were going to be some sore tummies tonight as well. When we got back to the table, the moms were not too happy that the girls had all loaded up on ice cream right away.“They need to learn the concept of moderation. I couldn't help staring. Out of nowhere, he opened his eyes and we looked at each other. "Oh, no, Lea, I'm so sorry. I thought you were asleep, and, um, well…." Even in the dim light you could tell my brother was blushing. Feeling an urge of courage, I slithered down to the bottom bunk. My loose sleeping shirt revealed my breasts, and it was obvious my brother was staring. He still had an erection. "Can I help you with that?" I asked, using my most seductive voice possible. "Lea, we can't do.