Confined and dressed as requested,” he announced as he placed the key-box into Cynthia’s outstretched and open flat palm.“Thank you Tony, Callum... Excellent job as always. I think we can take it from here.”“Our pleasure, Miss C. You only have to buzz if you need us.”And with this, the two goons filed out of the room.“Are you OK Sh…..” I started to say, but Cynthia cut me clean off.“There’ll be plenty of time for pleasantries later. But first, let’s have a look at you. Whadya think, Shell? Shall. He let the hug go longer than expected before letting go and exiting with the sway of his body. "Love ya Em!"Composing herself and attempting to forget the thoughts that ran through her mind from the feel of Ethan's arms around her petite frame, she sat back down to face her pathetic best friends. They were still clearley dazed by her brother's appearance and she waited a breath for them to rattle off. "Good God, your brother is so fucking sexy!" Let him know to feel free in calling me if he. It was so pretentious, and yet after seeing two actual women desperately do anything for BBC, I had to wonder if there wasn't at least a hint of truth to it. A girl with her tongue extended about to suck a BBC with the caption: ALL DAY LONG YOU TRY TO RESIST; ALL DAY LONG YOU TELL YOURSELF YOU'RE STRAIGHT; EVERY NIGHT YOU END UP ACCEPTING YOUR TRUTH: YOU'RE A FAGGOT. Oddly that kind of described me of late. Although I refused the notion I was a faggot. Maybe slightly confused and curious, but. I was so happy from inside after hearing this. We reached the room. The room door had a small rectangular shape glass fitted to it. So anyone could see what was happening inside. So we checked into the room. Kept our luggage. I told her that I will change and went to the bathroom. I changed pretty fast and came back near the room. But to my surprise, I saw ‘S’ changing. So I immediately hid behind the door and saw her changing through the glass of the door. She literally removed all her.