Steven was worried at her overdoing things. He knew that looking after him was a high if not the highest of Becca's priorities but that needed to take...a back seat at the moment. He must tell her so and just hope that she did not take it the wrong way.They cleared away the supper together and Steven made them both coffee which they took through to the sitting room."Becca, my sweet," he said when they were both sitting, "I'd like you to take things a bit easier at home until everything cools down. ’ She smiled before shaking her head with a sad look in her eyes. ‘I can tell it wasn’t.’ She pulled a new bottle of champagne from her cart. From an onboard ice chest, she refilled the bucket for it before plunging it inside. ‘How?’ I asked, intrigued by her insightfulness. I sank into a chair in the sitting area, forgetting all I wore was a robe. ‘You can tell a lot of about the guests by how they leave their rooms.’ ‘And when they don’t leave their rooms?’ I asked, reasonably sure we were. Javier and me are very outgoing, so we chat with many random guys. And of course, slutty Sebas was tasting the tongues of many of them, i French kissed a lot of guys that night and they all tasted awesome. But i did not stick to any of them, partying with my friends was way more fun than spending the night with a stranger.But closing time was coming and Sebas ass was getting hungry, so when Javier told me the place was about to close, the little brain inside my cock woke up and turned on my. I started to complain. "If you want to dress like a lady you'll have to look like one" she said, and just as I thought I couldn't held it anymore, she tied the knot."This will do miracles for your figure" she said, and as I looked in the mirror, I must admit she was right. After this she came with a packet of new nylons, which she rolled up my legs very carefully. The feeling of the nylon on my freshly shaven legs made me shiver, and my penis was starting to come alive, which was ot.