She shows up about an hour later wearing a nice dress low cut. She has very little cleavage still not something I would ever be allowed to wear. We go...up to my room. She says her panties are bothering her. Such a fucking slut in think to myself. She takes them off. I see shes clean shaved. What a whore! The only reason she was shaved was bc she wanted someone to see it.. I then began to wonder if all this was for dad. She pulls her dress down and takes her bra off as well. What are you doing I. And that is something I most definitely want to experience more of with my perfect man. O declared that my ass would look good enough to eat in them panties, a statement that piqued my interest.Once all the arrangements had been made, O told me that he'd meet me at the hotel room and that he had another surprise for me if I trusted him and he'd show me when he arrived. Yet more excitement as if I didn't have enough already, meeting the man of my dreams in a romantic hotel room, wearing some. That is if I could sleep at all.My heat tolerance is better. I can be out in the shade for awhile in the mid 70’s as long as I don’t exert myself. Once it’s in the 80’s my tolerance in sunlight goes down to single digit minutes. 90+ I’m in immediate danger and have to get out of it, NOW! I still don’t sweat even though I get a slight glisten on occasion.Since I work out now I have to bathe more. Since I’ve been ill I once did an experiment. I quit bathing entirely. I wanted to see what. Suddenly as if she felt his regard she turned and looked straight at him. Oh boy, Ghost Rider didn’t have anything on this lady. Her eyes were pure blue fire and burned with rage. He smiled, she bared her teeth, he wondered what she was wearing under her dark grey suit and gave her a wink. Then Dame Ballbuster began the meeting and Nate tore his eyes away to focus on business. ********************** Lackey! Yes man! Toothy jerk! Katie’s mental tirade continued as she marched down the hall. If.