She had only two minutes to get to the room. Fortunately, at least she thought, this motel was the seedy type with no lobby, and the entrance to each ...oom on the outside, although the room she needed was on the second floor. She quickly fumbled through her makeshift purse looking for the note she had written with the room number. During the scuffle, a perfume bottle had leaked. She found the note somewhat smudged: Dew Drop Inn, Room 213.She clacked her way up the stairs to the motel.. ‘A little help,’ she thought. She made an appointment to visit the bank to complete the paper work, but would have to leave work early Tuesday. ‘Even if I could scrape up the other $400,’ thought Marsha, ‘we would still barley make it each month. I really don’t want the girls to give up gymnastics or music lessons.’Marsha put her head down in her hands on the desk and began to softly cry. She heard the girls come home, yelling their hellos as they ran to the kitchen to get a glass of milk. . Once joined she was very close to me and flirt with me because she knows the target is not easy. So she was asking suggestion and all and said we have decided over a drink.I immediately replied okay and we went to the bar. She was wearing black short skirt and tank top and she looks hot and sexy and her thigh was milky and I was feeling like lick it. I controlled myself and didn’t show much that I like her. During drink, she started saying that she is not able to achieve the target and she. As our lips just touched, I watched her eyes flutter closed, felt the warm breath escape from between her lips and in that moment we became far more than siblings. We became one with each other and with the universe. Time stopped as lips parted. The gravitational pull of the sun moon and stars paled in comparison to the pull and need we had to be one. My heart pounded in my chest, seeking to escape the confines of my ribs and to beat with her. It was intense to begin, but with each second.