”The day before their journey, Alf returned from his ride with Sir Oswald, and showed Jack two black, three quarter length jackets. “The major wan...s us looking as smart as possible tomorrow. One of these is mine. I’ve worn it before. But try on the other one.”He handed over the jacket, and Jack looked at it dubiously. Smarter than anything he had worn before, it was clean, but the collar ends were slightly turned up. Jack shrugged into it.“Not a bad fit,” Alf said with a grin, “if you were two. Her oiled hands were tracing patterns of ecstasy across his shoulders and back. He could feel the tension dissolving as her hands slowly massaged away the day's problems. She continued to work her way down his spine until the first stirrings of arousal became evident and he had to shift his position to make room underneath his hips for the growth in his groin.Her hands on his buttocks only intensified the feeling. When they slipped between his cleavage and brushed against his anus he could not. My heart will start to pound as we enter the doors to the hotel. I can see the elevators. Good thing we checked in ahead of time.We make it to the elevator and just as it closes, you're hands and lips are all over me. The sexual tension that had built through the night finally over flowed in the elevator. I'm hard as a rock and we haven't made it to our floor yet! The elevator stops at our floor and we both frantically rush to the door. We push our way in before closing the door. I pick you up. As she sat, she stage whispered "I don't know your name!"I think I recovered faster this time, and replied "Ann, it's a pleasure to meet you, I'm ... Jonathon" That brought a giggle. When I was I kid, I hated be called Jonathon. Our third grade teacher had insisted on it, and she and I never saw eye to eye on anything. I sat, and signaled for a couple of menus.I felt lost for words for a few moments and then I realized there wasn't really any script. I just had to try and be myself, well a.