He mentioned it because he was surprised that boardinghouses even existed anymore, at least ones that weren't now calling themselves B&Bs and charging...hotel rates. Anyhow, he thought he'd go by the next afternoon and see how much they wanted for a room.That idea was immediately attacked from both sides of the table. Lulu looked at him like he'd slapped her. "But Errol, why? Have we done something to make you feel like you're not welcome here?"Gretchen jumped right in. "Hey, I've heard that. “They must have gone off duty for a moment. I’ll try again in a few minutes.” The only other seat in the room was a small uncomfortable stool by the dressing table, which I had carefully pushed out of sight. I sprawled as elegantly as I could on the floor before her, resting one elbow on the arm of her chair, careful—as yet—not to touch her. “Are you from Osaka?” I asked. Another stupid question requiring a simple answer, of course. If you live in a city you are unlikely to stay in a hotel. Her features were a mix between Asian and European, with the Asian side being far stronger in her blood it seemed. She would be fun to break in. The older female, who stood a little higher at about 5' 5" was very similar to the younger one, was likely of the same clan. Perhaps her mother. Her features were a bit more mature, with a larger chest and a trim and fit figure, albeit one maintained through extensive training. Both women were huddled behind a desk, with the older one cradling. While we were watching the movie her legs fell open just wide enough to the point where I could see her panties. To my suprise there were none! *DAMN, THAT IS FUCKING HOTT* I though as I stared. Just as I had looked back up at the TV I realized she had been watching me stare at her pussy. *OH SHIT, SHE IS GONNA TELL HER BROTHER...OR WORSE HER MOM!* But, she didn't do either. She got up and got some paper. She wrote a little note and threw it at me. After I unfolded it I read:Shame on you!.