We decided to meet and take the relationship forward. I planned all the details and booked an early morning flight from Mumbai. I checked in Marriot a... Ahmedabad which was very near to her office on a Saturday morning. This was our first private meeting. I could not wait to lay my hands on my gorgeous M.She was there on time and I escorted her from the lobby to my room on the 6th floor. We could hardly speak. We just brushed our hands in the lift and she was smelling amazing. I had bought an MK. I would have preferred if she just left me in some privacy. I had to just do it as she was standing there watching over me. I pulled the very tight spandex dress off and slipped out of my undies and into the bikini. I had not expected but the back was the g-string whale tail style but it fitted me well, except the rather big top, so my small pert breasts were drowning in it.Amanda escorted me back into the club and switched off the lights behind us. She led the way and guided me into a darkish. ....she is the first to admit it. she enjoys being called a whore, a slut, an asslicker, a bitch....etc. it turns her on like no tomorrow. she is living at this facility because her mom is in and out of rehab. she admits that if it was up to her she would live with her aunt and cousin. her aunt according to Nadine is a true whore and i think Nadine is following in her footsteps. if you have not read the previous stories please read them. you'll understand what is happening in these stories as i. But I was alone after being together with Danny, when I should have been with Danny, and that was a terrible thing.I went back into the bedroom and put on a sweat suit and sat on the bed, my back against the headboard waiting for a phone call that never came.It felt like Danny had died and I would be without him forever. No, it was more like I had neglected to get the brakes checked and he had died when they failed.I felt overwhelming self-pity. It paralyzed me. I couldn't act. I couldn't.