“Wow these bags are heavy. I probably have twenty outfits inside my luggage.”“Wow that’s amazing. The bag seems kind of small to hold twenty p...eces of clothing in there. “Oh there mostly bikinis and stuff. Not really anything too large.”“Well I would help you up there but I’m waiting to escort an older woman out to her car any second now. If you need anything don’t hesitate to ask for me. My name is Joe.”“Oh thanks Joe, you can call me Natalie.”“Before I forget, don’t use the staircase until. In the dim lantern light, the shadows played over her bare arms and legs, and the hem of her nightdress pulled high as she slid her feet into her bag. She zipped up the side of the sleeping bag part way, leaving a flap open across her tummy, the pink cotton material resting softly over her breasts as she leaned on her right elbow, facing me. "Try to make your Dad happy on this trip, Roger. It's very important to him." I know, Mom. I will."She laid back, curling her arm across her forehead,. Drawing her focus to a point in such a way, that although physically separated by a channel of dead air from both Arran and Chloe-Celine, Rachel’s lust fuelled imagination allowed her to experience vicariously the drip and spatter of leaking milt as it fell upon her friends upturned face.As if it were Chloe-Rachel beneath him.As if it were her lips tasting the hot-salt flurry of droplets.“…The ’Massage’ program is also cyclical ladies. …But! And I emphasise, ’But’, should be very judiciously. " You have a bit of the blarney in you, don't ya?" she smiled again."Woman," I replied shaking my finger firmly again, "you are fishing for compliments and you of all people have no reason to do so. I stand behind everything I've said but this conversation is over with, now!"Luckily I didn't have to enforce my edict as the girls, supported by Ryan and Brian, herded a very petulant and churlish Rachael along with a very tired but happy looking young man into the hotel lobby. In no time Rachael's.