She was mortally terrified at the idea of exposing herself, but she just wanted this guy to go ahead and leave. He hadn’t threatened to tell anyone,...but she could easily see him doing it if he got pissed off. Wesley was still talking to someone else and Amaya didn’t know if he heard the request or not.Fuck it.The caged girl parted her knees until she realized she was opening her pussy as well as her thighs. She quickly put her knees as far down as the cage would allow and tried to sit Indian. " Ladies, I can clear that situation up right now," Ellen announced. "Maria, this may hurt a little, but it should also make you very happy." Ellen gave Maria's hand a squeeze as she spoke."I heard the story from a very trusted friend who was in the cantina last night and witnessed the entire thing. Billy and Bob stopped in earlier in the evening, drank a beer and left in a rush after listening to Michael talk to his companions in Spanish." Half an hour later they returned with Tom and Emerson.. "With that, he left. I heard his big rig fire up and pull out. I stumbled out into the lot, now empty except for my car. I didn't even take the time to try and clean-up. I pulled on my shirt and pants, fell behind the wheel and headed east for Salt Lake. I needed a hot shower, room service and a soft bed in the worst way.It was nearly 7pm by the time I arrived at the hotel. I'm sure I was a sight to see as the desk clerk checked me in. I still had dried cum on my face and in my hair but I was. “Thank you,” I smile, as he hands them to me. I take a moment to smell them. Oh, they are heavenly. As I close the door and walk back into the room, I examine the bouquet. The flowers are lovely, a personal favourite of mine. Sarah knows I am a sucker for white roses, so they must be from her. Settling them on the dresser, I spot a card and open the small envelope. 'Beth, there are so many things I want to tell you. But you don’t deserve a text, email or call. You deserve to be told them… I.