I never tried to contact Harry until it was to late.Then before Christmas 1999, after a works Christmas party,I could not get a taxi.so one of the guy... I worked with, said come back to mine we can have a drink and I will call you a taxi home from there.I knew he was gay, well we thought he was, even though he spoke about his girlfriend, we all knew it was his boyfriend.When I got to his flat I knew I was pretty drunk, and declined a drink, he booked me a cab which would take 40 minutes,so I. The doors of the hotel lift glided open, we grinned at each other as we pulled our clothing straight to look presentable. My stiletto heels clicked on the wooden floor along the beautifully lit corridor, our hands intertwined. The fresh smell of the lilies in the oversized vases filled my nostrils, as I hurried along behind him. Our hotel room was last door on the left. He took the room key from the inner pocket of his suit jacket, dangling it in front of me. His other hand holding mine, our. All had ordered pizza except for Andi who had placed in front of her, a risotto.As Greg tucked into his pizza he was very aware of Andi’s thigh against his. At first he thought it was an accident, but when he was gentleman enough to move slightly to ease the pressure the leg followed. He then decided he had had enough of being the gentleman and started to return the pressure. As he did so he was conscious that the conversation had returned to development of the love scene.Andi toyed with her. After some convincing he finally said yes. though i have alot of kinks and fetishes, my husband doesn't.it was 3 pm by the time we all got up and showered and ate. his friend was in his room making phone calls. all of which were in Thai. at one point he was almost yelling in an argument. we waited in the living room for him to come out and let us know what the plan was. i crossed my fingers hoping that he could get us in. finally he came out of the room and my heart sank as he looked.