We know that it’s a natural response to notice it and to feel lust as a result. We do it deliberately. Yes, it was a bit hypocritical to wear such a...skimpy outfit and then judge Lucinda, but there was an ulterior motive to such things.“There always is. If a woman complains about a man noticing her or about the way that another woman dresses, it’s absolutely because she has some hidden agenda. Perhaps it’s not even known to herself consciously, but on some level, it’s there,” Megan told me while. "Of course, that sofa folds out tomake a large and comfortable bed." Perfect, I hadn't intended sleeping in Kirsten'sbed with her. "Oh, and I don't have any suitable clothes to wear, I was expectingto be going back to Paris tomorrow." "You can borrow some of my stuff. You'llfind a stretchy top and some trousers that will fit you in my wardrobes. Borrowsome pants, and a bra too – they all belong to the company – butyou might struggle to find one your size" she said, flicking a knowing lookat my. “Guess what I did after work yesterday?”“You probably went home that you could make some noise while playing with that sweet pussy.”“That came later,” she said with a grin. “I went back to that adult toy store where you took me last week.”“Did you? Did you pick up some new things?”“I did,” she answered with a blush. “I got two butt plugs and a plastic cock that looks a lot like yours. It has a suction cup on the bottom so I can make it stable.”“By any chance, do you have one of the butt plugs. I sat at the bar for sometime sipping martinis and chatting with other travelers at the bar. One of the gentleman at the bar caught my attention. He was very handsome and quite charming. We talked and flirted for sometime before I started to excuse myself to my room. He offered to escort me, which I allowed. It turned out that not only was my room on the same floor, but just across the way from his. I leaned in for a polite kiss goodnight (on the cheek), I was throughly shocked when he planted.