“The girls are treating the boy to a weekend of luxury and are hoping to get lucky.”“You know that all you’d have to do is wink at me and you�...�d get lucky,” I laughed. “Are you serious? I don’t have to spank anyone, do I?”“Ha! Not my little tushy. We’re going to wine and dine you and pretty much fuck your lights out,” Melody said. “We’re not going to get another shot at you for three months, so we’re planning to make the most of it this weekend.”“The whole weekend?”“Actually, Monday, too. It’s. For the first time in a few days, she was actually happy. She might not have to go back to England after all.Stacy Anderson stepped out of the shower and looked at herself in the mirror. She didn't like what she saw. There were lines on her face that hadn't been there only yesterday. It was probably only nerves. Okay, nerves brought on by guilt. She was a smart woman and she never expected herself to be in this kind of position. Aaron was always, always, late for anything that even faintly. She was very fit indeed, which impressed me no end, considering the life she had led. I resolved to ask her about that.I told Zena about the run, though I omitted the shower.“Have you noticed what she cooks for you?” Zena asked. “I’ll bet it’s really healthy and tastes divine?”“You’re right,” I said. “I don’t know where she finds the ingredients, but it’s been a revelation.”“She told us that she kept fit by running up and down stairs when the man of the moment was not around, and she’d walk. Shortly I arrive back with a hotel card key and ask if you would like to head that way. I tip the bartender well so he lets us take our drinks up to the room. We walk thru the lobby and hop on the elevator pressing the top floor 9 button . It's at that time I notice how much taller I am than you. Myself being 6'2" tall, white with an athletic build. Once we get off the elevator our room is all the way down the hallway to a nice corner room. The front desk person told me the occupancy.