Back in bed I turned the side light on, hands slightly shaking, I unfolded the paper. In black pen, written neatly, were the words ‘If you like what...you heard, why don’t you join us?' I couldn’t believe it; I thought it was going to be a letter calling me a pervert or something, definitely not an invitation to join them. I found my heart was racing and my pussy was throbbing with the thought. The next thing I knew I was putting on the hotel dressing gown and placing my room key into the. ." Ginger struggled to find the words to answer me. But nothing came out.Getting up off her carpet, I took her by the hand, down the hall to my room, shut the door, picked her up and placed her on the bed.As I looked down, she was crying. I immediately freaked out as I replayed what I had done in your mind. What is she going to do? Did I ruin our relationship forever? Is she gonna freak out and tell mom? Will she avoid me and never want to talk to me again? Why did I tell her I loved. “Please, he’ll never search your room, he thinks you’re an angel” she grinned, I gestured towards my drawer, she carefully put the items right to the back under my clothes. “thank you” she said, leaning over me “I owe you one” then she lowered down and kissed my lips, just for a second not a passionate or sexual kiss, but a little more than a kiss you would give your grandma. As she raised up, she paused, “What’s that on your stomach” I tried to follow her gaze, she moved her finger towards. " I said. "And I'm still not entirely sure what I'm supposed to do."He gave me a very sympathetic smile. "Don't be afraid. I am still going to be very gentle. I have no desire in this world to hurt you, you must believe that. While I must be honest and tell you that there are no guarantees; if you relax and surrender yourself to my will and my instruction, you will probably enjoy the experience as much as you did earlier. As for what to do, just do as I tell you, beyond that, just relax and.