"To get you a bra, silly," she laughed. When I startedto protest she stopped me by saying with a chuckle,"you've gained some weight the last couple of...yearsand your boobs are almost as big as mine! I thinkyou'd feel more comfortable in a bra." I didn't say athing, but I knew she was probably right.When we entered the shop a nice looking clerk aboutour age came up to meet us. "Can I help you ma'am,"she asked."Yes, I'm looking for a bra and maybe some nice frillypanties," she replied."Well I'm. Her routine was similar to the first girl's but not nearly as fluid, and not as sexy to me. I turned to see Lana standing next to me. She was wearing a little top that showed her deep cleavage and a tiny mini skirt that displayed her long, tan legs. Lana reached for my hand and said, "Nice to meet you." Hi, I'm Amanda is all I could get out. She leaned in and kissed me on the cheek. "Can I give you a private dance Amanda?"I looked at the sexy stripper and smiled. "I think I would like that,. ”Caroline put her hand on my arm and said “I can give you a ride.”Now, maybe I’m naïve or over-cautious or something, but I try not to read too much into such things, so as we drove through the relatively quiet evening street towards the Savannah, I was making polite conversation, that’s all. Sure, I glanced at her legs and enjoyed the way the seatbelt parted her breasts, but I didn’t touch her.When we reached the hotel she drove into the car park rather than dropping me at the entrance.“You. We devour each other as the door closes. I’m running my hands up her legs under her skirt and over her ass as she rubs her crotch against my bulge. After a minute or so, I realize that we’re not moving, probably because I haven’t pushed a button, so I reach over and push G, and we start down. We’re going hot and heavy for a minute or so, then the elevator stops, the door opens, and we get out. We’re just standing there for a minute when I tell her to wait. I go out to the edge of the entrance.