Graves.”I stood and shook hands, “Winter Jennings.” I showed her my ID which she examined carefully. Didn’t seem very impressed though. A hick...private dick from a hick town.“How may I help you?”“Where can we talk in private?”The security office was through an unobtrusive door beside the check-in counter. Down a bright corridor, through two more doors. Into the belly of the beast.We sat, Mrs. Graves behind her desk, me in front of it. She was a little past 50, a few solid pounds over what she. Besides Tami, Robbie, and my sister, there were only half-a-dozen kids. It was mostly adults. I recognized several of my teachers from the middle school, and a couple I knew taught at the high school. Mr. Boyd, the cop who lived in the front row of the trailer park, was there in uniform. My parents of course, looking ready to bust with pride, that made me feel good.Tami looked proud, too. Traci looked bored, and Robbie? Robbie, I couldn't read."... risking his own life to rush into a building. Sliding deeper with eachstroke. Entering me... filling me... Making Love to me... Fucking me!Click.... "Ahhh... So beautiful!" In this picture we were both kneelingupright, I remembered exactly how his long hard cock impaled me still asI looked upwards and backwards. My Stud leaning down Kissing me gently onthe lips, our hands on each other's faces. Such a look of gentle love. Mytightly corseted body keeping it's enforced feminine shape, my breastslooking real despite the fact that they were. I had booked our honeymoon on a package plan, one in which they handled all of our baggage. We had our room and our notice indicated that we wouldn't have our luggage for a couple of hours, so as any normal newlywed couple we used that time to make love.After an hour of being naked between the sheets, Brenda stayed naked. I even commented to her about how exciting it would be for if our luggage was delivered while we were in the throws of passion and she just laughed. I told her she was so.