That particularly drove my attention to this hotel because Sangita didi was coming late every evening.I noted down address and location of this hotel ...nd decided to go there in the evening. I didn't have much else to do in the evening. I had a couple of friends, but I really didn't socialise much. Most of my recent nights were spent at home thinking of my sister anyway, so this would be an adventure. I had to go to this hotel to see what was going on.I didn't have my own car. My parents have. Notexactly a manly car, I thought, but whatever rocks your boat. Sal drovethrough an up-market area and parked in front of a substantial older housewith its own drive.I parked next to Sal and followed him to the front door. Sal opened it andgestured me in. "I knew you'd follow me. I can always tell. What's yourname?" Galen. Galen..." Don't tell me your last name, Galen. Interesting name. Gale will do.Follow me." I followed Sal to a large living room and sat down on a large,light blue sofa. Sal. I heard the toilet flush and then the water running at the sink. Then the door opened and glorious Jessica emerged.“Do you want me” Jessica said and paused a moment before continuing “to make some coffee?”While she said this I could swear that she glanced at my towel covered lower half and my semi-erection.“Yes Jess if you don’t mind. I’ll be down in a minute” I answered in a hoarse whisper.When she brushed past me her hand made contact with my groin for a fleeting moment. As she headed to the. I’d never be able to sit down again. Please help me out here, cousin!” Ramone begged me now.“Go to Hell, Ramone,” I chuckled and swam away.“Damn you, cousin, how can you be so damn cold?” Ramone pleaded with me.“I seem to recall how cold you were last night, showing no inclination to set me free, being far too busy fucking the hell out of Danielle. Well, guess what, bitch? That makes you an accessory, cousin! An accessory to kidnapping, which since that’s a federal crime, the accessory part is.