After around 30 mins and 2 pegs each, the atmosphere was relaxed. I had spread out on the sofa and she was on the opposite one with her legs stretched...and the dress was pulled up to her thighs. I couldn’t resist watching those sexy pair of meaty legs. She saw that and asked me what am I looking at. I told her that she was beautiful and I was just admiring. She said, ”You were doing that at the mall, what are you seeing now?” and she winked. I got bold and said, “You have an awesome pair of. There were a few cars in the motel parking lot, in front of rooms. Just maybe, there was a horny guy who needed some fun tonight. I already knew that dinner would be pizza; even here there was a place that offered delivery.I napped then got cleaned up and partially dressed for the evening. Then, throwing on a light robe, over panties and a bra, I went outside to look around. It was almost dark; there were a few cars at the bookstore and now, more in front of the rooms at the motel. There was a. Curled up in the passenger seat of a Honda Civic. The engine was off and it was quiet. There was some light, more grey than any real color, coming from the windows and I blinked, looking around. I was in a parking garage it looked like, underground and not very full. A few cars scattered here and there, but most of them crowded against a distant wall. The light was coming from a couple ramps mostly, daylight.I stretched and tried to straighten my legs, feeling stiff and crampy. I caught sight. Didn’t seem like. . . .’ ‘Like something a hooker would have?’ ‘You’re not a hooker. You’re. . . . I don’t know. Different. But not a hooker.’ ‘Just because I don’t stand on the street in skimpy skirts, charging fifty bucks for a blowjob, that doesn’t mean I’m not a hooker. I’m just an expensive one, which is the only kind I would be until I don’t need to be one anymore.’ He said nothing. The waitress came, took their order, and left. Still he didn’t speak, so she spoke for him. ‘I know you.