It was close to 9:00PM now and I decided to wander the 4 or 5 blocks over to Club Church. When I was approaching the address I noticed a Gay bookstore...on one side of the street and then when I arrived at Club Church, I realized it was a gay club, though still had no clue what I was in for next. I walked through the first set of doors to the window. I asked the completely nude well-built man behind the window for Henk and he said that was him. I handed him the note and he read and smiled and. Sarah's scream could be heard throughout the motel. It startled those few inhabitants inside, but since it occurred only once, albeit a lengthy once, the listeners let it go as a mysterious noise of no importance.After a lengthy recovery, her friend kissing her stunned mouth, Sarah said, "You're way over dressed."Melissa giggled and removed her clothing, a form fitting sweater dress of her mother's design and construction. She wore nothing underneath. "You slut," commented Sarah wryly."I. Once I could talk again, I stammered.... "Oh, God.. I'm sorry.. I must have forgotten to lock the door.. I.. I mean.. You, ummm...." Oh, shut up, silly," she said with a smile. "You think you're the first person to cum in those today? Why do you think they were in the laundry in the first place? I came in here about an hour ago, while you two were rearranging the truck. Now, since I did kind of catch you unaware, I think I owe YOU an apology. Give me those!" She grabbed the. She kept my interest without being too blatant and we chatted and bought each other rounds of drinks. As we talked I realized she had actually been a Raiderette once. Well, that just about elevated her to rock star status for me and I was that much more turned on. “Not what it’s made out to be really,” she cautioned. “I have my own business now.” That hint of a smile again. She wouldn’t elaborate much on her business but it sounded very sexy and just as mysterious. I couldn’t help.