The rest of the shack was filled with two-wheelers, their parts and other tools. The whole place also reeked of something I couldn’t quite place… ...robably just grease and petrol. In another corner was a chair with a table, and on top of the table, a telephone.“Can I use the phone?” I asked.“Yes sure.” Dane said as he started opening the scooty casing.I picked up the receiver and held it to my ear. Silence. No dial tone. “There is no dial tone” I said.Dane came over and took the phone from me.. That was encouraging.What would Marcie say about these new developments? Would she call it a turning point or accuse Kelley of changing her tactics?I let myself in the back door, placed the single sheet of paper on the breakfast bar and made it to my room without disturbing anyone. Should I try to get some sleep or get ready for work? I elected the latter and headed to the shower. Fifteen minutes later I was on my way out the back door."Don't lock it, Sammy," Penelope said, surprising me. I felt electrifying!! His hard thick penis throbbing in between my butts, and he slowly moved to and fro and held me very tightly against him, I turned my head back and kissed him and sucked his tongue, his hands were playing with my breasts and his penis in my butt crack going to and fro and he ejaculated finally and he held me even more tighter. I felt my butt crack getting wet with his shot and it dripped down to drench my panty too. I lay in his arms there for some time and he kissed me. I responded politely, feeling in some way as if I knew her or at least had made her acquaintance. We continued our chat for a few minutes when I asked her, by way of conversation, if she was staying in the hotel.Claire responded, "Yes, I'm in room 340 just across the hall from you!".The penny dropped. I stuttered, "Oh yes, I saw you this morning didn't I, picking up your newspaper..." And trailed off into an embarrassed silence. I could feel myself flushing red."Indeed you did!" she replied,.