I pushed her dress up and slid my hand down to her pubic area. I pushed my fingers under the edge of her moist panties and into her vagina.“You’re...ready,” I declared.“I don’t know if we should,” she replied.“We’ve come this far, fuck it,” I argued as I gently massaged her clit. Ashlie took in a deep breath, then forcfully exhaled.“Fuck it,” she said, giving into the carnal desires of her body. She arched her butt from the driver’s seat and pulled her panties down past her well-toned legs. She. A couple more."Ed, I really like this." I'm told that kissing is a very popular activity," he said."No. Can't see myself doing it with anybody but you."Kisses serve well to manage and direct conversation."You definitely add a dimension," he said.Somewhere in the kisses and little talk, I found myself in Ed's arms and I found myself on top of him. Put the lips on autopilot, Dana, and do an assessment. Yes. Feels good. Confirms your suppositions. And you're all tingly in those places that get. . before we get started, I wanted to go over a few very important rules. Rules, which I expect to be followed and adhered to. Should anyone refuse to do so, you will not only be escorted out, asked to leave, but you will be blackballed from ever returning here again. Everyone understand that?" She asked once again looking about the now silent room simply getting a few acknowledged murmurs and nods of the head in response to that."Very good, now then. As you all know since you're here in the. “…. what the fuck…. “ he muttered under his breath. My pink lipstick marks the empty glass and my perfume lingered. He picked up the other glass and drank- Jameson. She remembered, he thought with amusement. Ripping open the envelope, a card key. Hotel Le Marais, six blocks away by his calculations. Inside, a note in my handwriting - room 347. **** I walked into the night New Orleans night with that secret smile still clinging to my face. I wonder if he’d come. I hope he would. ***The hot.