I smile seeing my beautiful girlfriend in a glorious pair of mini shorts and a tank top outlining her perfect 36 b tits. “Callumn?” My mom knock... on my door and opens it. “Callumn, I left $100.00 on the counter for you. In case of emergencies or for food. Were gonna leave now.” I stand up and follow mom down stairs. “So you’ll be back when?” “Around 7:00 PM Monday night” Mom goes into the kitchen to refill her water bottle. “Everything is loaded into the car, Margie…” My d ad comes into. I was a bit pissed,but wasn't sure what to do. I could complain to the front desk, but whatcould they do other than apologize and offer me a free night?Fortunately, I didn't have to be anywhere for a couple weeks. I figuredit would all grow out by then. In the meantime, bald was in and I wasstill gonna hit the clubs tonight. I toweled off a bit and then headed tothe main room to put my clothes away and get dressed. That's when I gotthe next big surprise of my short stay. I opened a dresser. While they walked around my chair I remained still, afraid to disturbRachael's creation. Tom finally parked his butt against the kitchencounter and studied my face for a moment, knitting his brow atsomething. His eyes danced up and down, taking in my legs and hair. It'sdifficult to explain. Tom had never looked at my legs before that Icould remember."Too sexy," he said flatly."What does that mean?" Both Rachael and I shouted at in the exact samemoment."Let's give it a while, maybe I'll get used. And much as I like your country David," she raised her glass toward him, ' I too am dreadfully keen to get back home." She looked pensive. "I can't help feel like I am betraying all those wonderful people who have to wake up every day to terror and hardship. This," she swung her wine glass around, "this seems a little sybaritic for my taste."David replied, "Liz, I understand. I am not British, but I still feel a sense of guilt about all the blessings of my country." He thought for a moment, "I.