It was a nice luxurious soak with champagne, candlelight, and girl-talk. It was wonderful! And then I felt Missy extend her leg, gliding it up between...mine all the while talking about some stupid prank she'd been made to pull in college. The sole of her foot was inching up the inside of my left leg, pausing every now and then, massaging me, prodding, probing. Suddenly the water was very hot and the room was spinning. I really wasn't planning on doing anything without Adam there since I knew he. I didn't know which astonished me more. The question, or his glib answer. I couldn't believe I was having this exchange with a strange man in a motel room, and that it was incredibly all on the up and up.To keep my bearings, I forced myself on to the next question. "Is your sexual partner satisfied with the size of your penis?" I heard myself asking as though I were a third party witnessing all of this from afar."Oh, definitely," he replied with a straight face. "I've never had any complaints. Thedecaying buildings leading the way to muddy, unpaved streets which ledto either more decaying buildings or more guard posts. Many days I foundmyself looking at traffic coming to and from the checkpoint to theoutside world. Being too young to remember the prominence Germany hadfound itself in this was the only thing I had known. And the outsideworld had peaked my curiosity, so whenever a beautiful Russian womanmade her way from a tinted window car and into a nearby bunker I. Jas and Cindy sat listening and they joined arms singing alongswaying back and forth which eased the tension.When I finished the room was filled with silence until Mel nodded. "Fuckyou Mi...I want to hate it but as always you're right that worksbetter," Jas interjected. "Mel they're still your songs babes, but Iagree those changes do make it better, and the lyrics are kindasmoother."Cindy nodded. "Yep I agree, sorry Mel."The rest of my suggested changes were accepted as well and Mel wasn't.