Again S was dressed for the occasion in a tight grey skirt and loose blouse with plunging neck-line. We again, met him in the bar for a drink, S and J...sat next to each other and he soon had his arm around her as she relaxed.After a nice glass of wine and a chat we all headed up to the hotel room where J started to undress S slowly and as he did so, he kept kissing her neck and touching her all over – she was really enjoying it, letting herself relax and they looked much more like lovers than. Maybe her line of questioning towards me hadn’t been all fun and games after all. I brought the soaking material to my face and ran my tongue over the damp cotton. Mmmmm ... nice. Her juices were still warm and I was thrilled at the tart musky flavor. I pushed more of the material into my mouth and sucked as much of her sticky juices into my mouth as I could. Fuck ... this kid had been leaking like crazy. As my tongue sucked and licked at the warm moist fabric, I realized that as much as I. "Don't worryMartin," she said stroking his hair. "I promise I won't tell about you,I'll even let you in on a little secret. Kate here isn't really a girl!"Martin's head shot up and he stared at me.I was sitting there wearing a pink slip dress and a pink ribbon for abelt. I had on a strapless bra, panties, stockings and suspenders.Martin seemed very bewildered as he looked from the pretty pink bow thatheld up my ponytail to the pink nail polish on my finger nails andtoenails! Even Mrs. Walsh. ’ ‘I can’t even get a signal for my cell phone.’ ‘Mine neither. Give me a sec. I saw a phone on one of the columns earlier.’ Brayden got up and quickly headed in the direction of the column. He was back a few minutes later. ‘Apparently the storm has knocked out a phone line. The landline is dead.’ ‘Now what do we do?’ ‘We wait it out. I guess we can always find something to read.’ He smirked. Marissa saw the indent of a dimple in the corner of his mouth. She couldn’t help but stare. The.