The clerk was an older latino guy who seemed surprised to see me. I guess I didn't realize how out of place my youthfulness and skin color made me. I ...sked him how much for a room."How old are you, k**?" he asked me."I'm 25," I answered him, which, looking back on it must have seemed very funny to him because I was lucky if I looked 18 - which I was."Forty bucks," he said, pushing the register toward me. "Sign there," he said.I signed a made up name and gave him the money. He handed me a key.. She took a few pics of my cock from all angles and even close ups of my balls and I figured she would certainly get a good comparison now but she was dribbling at the mouth and it would be a shame to let all that saliva go to waist, “Would you like to touch it Mrs Lane?” I asked in hope, “OMG NO!!” she snapped and then had second thoughts, “Well maybe just a quick touch then” she sighed and reached out putting her trembling fingers around the throbbing veiny shaft and was about to withdraw it. No one would give me any room information. I turned on my cell and found many missed calls from him and Jack. I tried to call Robbie but knew he wouldn’t pick up. He’s hurt ... again and it’s my fault again, even though it’s innocent this time.I saw that Melinda had been trying to call me. There’s nothing I can say to her right now. There was a time if I had seen her kissing some guy, my attitude toward her would been the guys gonna get lucky but now, it hurts ... a lot.I decided to take a walk. ........., ik ...., ik hoef niet meer terug te komen."Ze legt even haar hand op mijn dij: "ach m'n liefje. Watverschrikkelijk. En je had het nog wel zo naar je zin op dat bureau." Ja....., maar ......." Ik snik verder, terwijl Nicoline verder naarhuis rijdt.Als we naar binnen gaan, zegt Nicoline: "ga maar lekker naar je kameren rust wat. Dan neem je straks lekker een bad en kom dan om zeven uurbij ons eten. Na het eten praten we dan wel verder."Ik volg haar raad op. In mijn slaapkamer trek ik.