’ ‘Oh, home,’ I sighed. ‘Do we have to?’ I knew we had to, but I knew there would be more times like this to come. I slipped into the shower...after he left, which gave room service just enough time to bring up a pot of coffee, a fruit and cheese tray and a copy of the Tribune. I took a glance at my phone to see that it had just enough power, if that, to get back to the texts and emails I had ignored over the past two days. I got to my work emails first, followed by messages from my mother … all. She said they flirted all through dinner and by the time they were done, there was definitely some sexual tension in the air. She said that it was turning her on knowing that this older man was trying to seduce her with the possibility it could lead to sex. Little did he know that she wouldnt have accepted the date had she not been planning to get laid. She excused herself to go into the bathroom to freshen up. She said she touched up her make-up, added another coat of lipstick and then look. " Now the other man was looking onin confusion. The old man pulled up his cane again and tapped him on thechest. "Run home, mon. An' Don' stop until ya get d'ere!" He said to him,in his own voice, tinted with the accent of one from the Carrabians. Theother man didn't nod, but sprinted from the alley, barely glancing at hiscompanion, who for her part, looked after him. "Don't leave me here!" shecalled out in a new, higher pitched voice, all trace of an accent gone.She started to get up, but the. I stripped and stepped into Donna’s shower for no reason other than it was closest and I was still drinking my tea. I let the hot water wash the stress out of my body.Soft hands began to wash my shoulders. I turned and took Remas in my arms as her skin slid across mine.“Are you okay to take a break?” I asked.“Yeah. I need to let my eyes rest. I’ve been at it since nine this morning. I feel about like you look,” she giggled.“That bad, huh?” I kissed her and filled my hands with her breasts and.