"Call me," and had theother call a cleaning crew, no one would know.... yet.Jason walked Margaret out, they hit the other room, finding the listeningd...vice, notes, even grinning seeing the scribble about decoy. He calledthe unit commander," Clean up in this one too," then he led Margaretfirst to her heels, then out of the hotel, both arm in arm as loverswalking out.He drove her to the facility, taking a different route, watching themirrors. dropped her and went off....he had some follow up work. When they returned, she left him and went to sort out her room and unpack, then she sat in ‘her’ room for a while, soaking in the feeling that she was at home there. At nine, her mobile rang. It was Peter.“Where are you?” he asked without preamble.“At John’s,” she said coldly.“Didn’t he find you a hotel?”“Peter, you know that was never the plan. I wouldn’t have gone to a hotel if he’d booked one. He did give me the option. You know why I didn’t take it.”“I don’t like this,” he said.She could. She followed and got on top of me, then playfully she tried to pinch my left and right nipples. As I have a fit body, she got hold of my nipples a few times. She was not stopping it and I didn’t know what to do.Again I thought of doing the same action to her. I squeezed both her boobs with my hands and tried to push her. But she didn’t move a bit and instead she became too angry.Mom: You are doing it again and again to me. You bloody hell!By saying that she started to hit me.Me: If you don’t. She had what looked like perky D-cupbreasts, a derri?re that would make JLO jealous, legs that went on formiles, the perfect "Jersey Gurl" tan and French manicured fan-shapednails that went an inch past her fingers. She was wearing a cute yellowsummery halter dress that made her look the epitome of a milf.Marissa and I chatted about what I was up to then invited me to stay fordinner as she was making her famous meatloaf that I loved. She thenindicated Paul was in the den.Paul and I played a.