She said to Aaron: ‘When will you be home?’ ‘When I get back,’ he said. ‘I need to get the carpet cleaned,’ she said. ‘Win us some mone..., okay?’ The carpet looked spotless. ‘Two million, with Rob, here. How’s that for you, babe?’ She smiled crookedly. ‘When did you ever win?’ she asked me. ‘Never.’ ‘I didn’t think so. Be careful, both of you.’ And then she went upstairs. * * * We headed south on Route 340. After a while, I asked, ‘So, you still go down with Jonathan?’ Jonathan was Aaron’s. I lean back against Chase and spread my legs a little as she moves her hand to rub my crotch thru my jeans and leans in for a kiss. We kiss for what seems like forever, and I feel Chase adjust his arm and put it around me and stroke his hand along my breast and nipple until I’m so turned on I feel like I am about to explode with it. She pulls back from my mouth a little and I can see that as we were kissing, she had been rubbing Chase’s cock thru his jeans with her other hand and its stiff. But he wasn’t everything I’d expected, either -- heavier, less muscular. Well, I thought, so neither of us is a dreamboat. That’s the world for you. “Can I come in?” He didn’t answer, just backed away from the door enough for me to walk in and shut it behind me. The bedroom door was almost right behind him. He went in and lay down on the bed, still wrapped in the towel. I pulled the towel aside. His cock was about four inches, soft, but thick. Uncut. I prefer cut, like me, but whatever. I. The gentleman had simply wished her breasts a "very good morning."As she ate, Maggie perused through her travel guide, and eventually made the decision to spend a day at a highly recommended beach. According to the guide, she would need to take a bus over the mountains. It all sounded good. She finished her poached eggs on toast and left the dining room with the book under her arm. As she turned the corner back into the hotel lobby she came face to face with her mysterious red-headed friend..