After she rinses off and dries herself with a big, fluffy towel, she dries her hair and goes to get dressed. She open the bag with what I presumed was...her change of clothing , she takes out lace-trimmed panties in pink, a Satin & Lace gown in baby pink, and a Lace choker in pink. She smiles at how pretty each piece is, and savors the feeling of sliding each item onto her body.After dressing, she goes to admire herself in the mirror. I can tell she love these clothes! However, there remain a few. ” Then I come out and introduce myself “Hi, I’m her pal Anne, she tells me you give a good shag.” The look on his face told me he agreed with my self-assessment. Every time he called me Andi, I corrected him with Anne. I was into it, he followed quickly. A little more fiction to the mix, I was her hair stylist from Brighton. I must declare, I got fucked. It was as good as the first time I had him. He was harder and fatter than is normal. Most all of my cherry red lipstick ended up on. As I continued to page through the magazine Inoticed no one seemed to pay any more or less attention to me thananyone else! It was like I was there like everyone else yet we werethere alone in the place by ourselves. I checked my clothes at the endof the first cycle of the dryers and added additional quarters for yetanother but by the end of the second time around things were starting toget dry. I grabbed a cart and unloaded the dry items into it, combinedthe remaining clothes into a single. He asked if I could go back to his room with him and I said I have to check with the owner. I got up to go ask her if I could leave and she told me sure. I walked back to where he was at and he finished his been and mine too. I asked him what hotel I was going to meet him at and he said he would walk me to it. I told him you are in the army and someone might see you with me. He laughed and said so what you look just like a girl and no one will ever be able to tell the difference. He stood up.