I blasted the emotions up to a higher level as I looked in on the four surprised men."Buenos Dias, sonsabitches."I climbed in and slammed the door shu... behind me.Twenty five minutes later I got out of the van, from the driver's side, locked it and slammed it shut. I waved to the man in the park and walked across the street to Dad's house and rang the doorbell.I waited patiently, hoping Izzy would take what I'd told her about not opening it for anyone but me seriously. I heard movement and saw a. I’m Sally by the way.’ she said. ‘I’m Isabelle,’ I said, smiling at her. ‘Who owns this hotel?’ I asked either of them who wanted to answer. ‘The Countess,’ answered Liz Taylor. ‘She is beautiful, cold, charismatic. You will probably see her at the fashion show. She loves all things glamour.’ I thanked Liz Taylor for the drink, said goodbye to Sally, and got up to head to the dressing room. I couldn’t help wondering about The Countess as I was changing into the black dress I would be. While the guy in front of her was talking the guy behind her started caressing her ass, reaching under her skirt. She nodded yes, and I knew these two guys were going to enjoy her body.They went to a box truck that was parked a row in front of me. They opened the back, a cargo light came on and a mattress was thrown on the floor. Mary was placed on the pad and her clothes removed. She was kissed, her breast sucked, her pussy fingered and in no hurry at all. One guy started eating her box, while. “You seriously want me to wear that?”“I do,” challenged Cee.“This so weird,” said Shy as she towelled off.I followed Cee out on the patio carrying the champagne glasses, noticing how the thin strip of material moved between her arse cheeks.“That hitting the right spot?” I asked her with a grin as I opened another beer, referring to the lower half of the micro-bikini.“Perfectly,” she smiled sipping her champagne. “I hope she puts hers on,” she added.“Mmmm,” I replied, my eyes glued on Cee’s.