“It just means that you can come up here any time you want, day or night.” He replied, blushing a bit to Carol’s amusement”“Well now ... isn...��t that interesting?” Lane’s voice took on a teasing tone. “Was that your idea?”Doug glanced at Carol, who was busy looking anywhere but at Doug, and winced. “Of course, um ... when you get here, I’ll introduce you to Carol Wysnewski, my keeper.”“Carol?” Lane’s voice sounded cautious.“One of JJ’s people, ex-Secret Service, a gun toting badass.” Doug. "She smiled up at him. "I was terrified to start with but they were both so nice to me and Norma kept chipping in so I began to enjoy myself. Thank you for inviting me." I may do it again. I've got to have more of these dos and I need a hostess. Would you be happy?"She nodded, afraid her voice would come out as a squeak. Nick smiled again and gave her hands a slight squeeze. He let go of them."Thanks," he said.Sally drove home happily. Nick was less happy. He should not have taken her hands.. She'd had a very light lunch with a glass of wine and then had a massage and a facial before finally having her manicure and pedicure. Now she lay in the sunroom, an innovative space within the hotel where one could slowly tan oneself naturally within the confines of the hotel in a space that was maintained at a warm but comfortable twenty-seven degrees. No sooner had she chosen her lounger, and a waiter attended to her, delivered a cold bottle of still water, as was Louise's selection and then. . now bursting at the seams with repressed libido in an excessively Roman Catholic country; to challenge the status quo by doing exactly that which is forbidden, untouchable, the unthinkable. I'm a man. As much as I love sex with women, I find it too... bland. So I seek to go into the wildest corners of my fantasies. At times i masturbate to the stories in my head, at others I go out and do it. Here, today, I will write about when I go and perform the most delicious nastiness my mind can come.