‘Supper will come in a little while. In the meantime, there is some wine for you on the buffet in the room,’ she continued. ‘And there are bathr...bes around back of that door.’ ‘I’ll ask Val to knock before she comes in with your supper!’ She smiled and winked. It was a smile that conveyed deep understanding. The door closed solidly. Laetitia looked around, examining details of the elegantly furnished suite. ‘I did not expect this,’ she finally said. She looked in awe at the grand canopied bed.. In a very serious tone, she suggested that coming ashore was not the best idea. She stood up straight and squeezed her tits, telling them that, unfortunately, it was going to be a "look but don't touch" afternoon. All three nodded in agreement - it was, indeed, unfortunate.The driver asked her if she came there often and she said she did, usually on weekdays. She said it was too crowded on weekends to get naked. He asked her if she enjoyed being naked and she said that she did, but it was. He apologized profusely about misdiagnosing her condition.Claire had more faith in Chad than he did, himself. Likewise, when it came to her own capabilities, she wasn't worried. It may have been that she wasn't saddled with the emotional baggage of her previous life. Not having that tends to make a person more confident about her own potential, and hopeful about the future.So can simple social rituals, such as when Claire invited Howard Stinson, the security guard at Martin, and his girlfriend,. He was wearing a short and a t-shirt.He came to me and said to sit and gave me juice to drink. While drinking the juice, he was checking me out from top to bottom. While sipping the juice, I purposely let it fall on my cleavage. I asked for a tissue. He ran, bought it, and started wiping the juice on my cleavage.He was even touching it while wiping the juice. I could see the bulge on his shorts. I touched his dick from shorts and told him to control, and I laughed. There was a silence for a.