Where are you going?” “We don’t really know Jeff.” Audrey replied. “Where are you going?” “I, uh, we, we have a room reserved at a hot...l near here.” “We?” “This is not a discussion for here in this craziness. If you want to go to the hotel with us, we can see what can be arranged. This is my friend Katrina, Katrina this is my wife Audrey and her, uh, her friend Donald.” Audrey and Donald boarded the van and Jeff asked the driver to radio in to see if another room was available. None was.. ”Another nod.“So, I hope we can do a little horse trading. I bet I know of another room where you’ll find some hidden cams. At least one cam.”“Where? Which room, I mean.”“In a minute. I’d like a look at one day of your security tapes. The 14th. During the day and into the night, especially around 10, 10:30, 11.”“Impossible.”I used my Pamela technique and sat there quietly. Let her think about her options. Or, rather, my options.I could do outrage. Innocent country girl comes to the big city. Is. .. Master! Just for the record, and no offense, but I’m using only certain titles for each of you. Ryan’s my husband, the man who I love, adore, the man who holds my heart even now. I’m still his woman first at heart. I’m his wife, his esposa. I admire and enjoy you, Master, and I will obey you at all times, but please don’t ask me to call you, ‘papi.’ That word is reserved for mi esposo, my husband, my sweet Ryan. My very patient, longsuffering hubby. Is that fair, Master?” Brenda stated in no. My hand was feeling her boobs and I was really getting mad, because I was about to make love to a girl with whom I was making love in my fantasies only. Then she asked me to lie on my back so I did the same. She unbuttoned my kurta and she started to put her finger in my hairy chest and said,”Mujhe yehi chaiye tha, Dhimant ki chest pe koi baal hi nahin hai, aap jab bhi Kurta pahente ho mein aap ki chest ke baal hi dekhti reh ti hoon. I let her do that because I was enjoying that too. Then I.