Jess half bent herself over with her index finger just under her twisted black knickers in order to slip them up. When she glanced up at him, her eyes...squinted with the harshness of the corridor light behind him. The light blocked his features and what would be an analysing stare becomes one of searching. This made Jess quiet anxious to whom or what this guy’s presence was all about. In that short space of time another guest walks past the door and mutters the words, “sexy” but he continues on. As the new session started, we were planning to go for a trip then she decided that we would go to Mussoorie. All her friends objected as it would be cold up there, but she begged me so much that I said yes to the idea and we set to go for the adventure that would change your lives sexually. I booked a bike for two days and then we both left, it is around 1-hour journey to there but in middle by the time we were about to reach your hotel, it started raining heavily. Because we didn’t had any. Two minutes later she sent another, putting the phone down a little too firmly at a quiet point in the music.When the number ended she got up and did her walk. She’d made sure to wear heels that were a little too high, so that every wiggle was emphasised. She could scan the room by looking at the reflections in the glass screens on the way, but her expression was a well practiced, bored stare. She could see three possibles.On the way back she got a closer look. She’d waited until the group was. ”I told the girls to be good and after ruffling some hair, left. Cat was wearing the chain shirt and had the green cane sword through her belt. One of the guards that walked the neighborhood gave us directions and it took almost 30 minutes. I realized that we were not that far from the upper entrance to the Keep when we arrived.When I entered the courtyard it looked like everything was in chaos. There were wounded against a wall to the left and I turned and went that way. It took several.