She was beautiful, popular, smart, and unlike most girls blessed with those gifts, she wasn't snobby or bitchy, instead being one of the sweetest girl... in the grade AND the school. Every guy could agree that she was undeniably one of the hottest girls in town, long, wavy blonde hair, deep green eyes, and a beautiful face with features that anyone would fall for. Short, about 5'4, she had a petite body that was made sexier by well-defined curves; a large set of breasts that all guys could get. My tongue glides just past your pussy's waiting wetness and glides just down your inner thigh to your knee, across your calf, slowly, methodically. It crosses across the top of your foot that and I take a couple toes gently in my mouth and suck on them, flicking them with my tongue...I move to the other foot and do the same. I then work my way back up your second leg, across the knee, licking your inner thigh. I can smell the musk of your musk and my cock stiffens even more...the lips of my. Suddenly, a female voice from the balcony next to ours called out, “You should put on some clothes.” I looked to my right and she was standing not more than a few feet from me, leaning against the balcony railing, holding on to a beer. It was my elevator partner, the young girl I had seen at check-in. Katherine Jones. The soft lighting of the hotel courtyard below and the exterior lighting of the hotel cast a soft shadowy affect across the balcony. Even so, I could see she was still wearing. ’ ‘If that was the case, then why the outburst yesterday?’ ‘It was what happened after that that was the problem. It was not a happy marriage, and he blamed you for that.’ ‘What did happen to make him so angry with me?’ ‘I don’t know the full story, you’ll have to ask Rosalie about that.’ ‘The cops said something that I don’t understand. When I said that I should go and see Cecelia, they said that I should rethink that. What is that all about?’ ‘We’ll talk about that when we get home.’ ‘Why.