These kids today, have got so much to deal with. I was hoping that her story was not a sad one. I wondered why she was alone and walking up the inters...ate. I guess in time, she’d tell me her story.She finally opened her eyes and I wanted to tell her my idea.“Betsy, how about we go get you something to eat? I’ll get a motel and you could take a shower and sleep in a nice comfortable bed tonight. Does that sound good with you?”“I don’t have any money to give you for all that.”“This is my treat. That wasn't the only thing that I noticed. I wascuddling with Laura, or what used to be Laura. Instead of her it was avery large man. "What the hell?" I said as I recoil my hand from the strange mans largePecs. "Oh good. You're awake," said the man as he sits up. "Who are you?!" I'm Laura. Well I used to be Laura. Now I am you," he said. Itdidn't hit me until just then that I was looking into a mirror image ofwhat I used to look like. I'm not sure why I didn't immediatelyrecognize it. I will do everything I can to meet them.” He paused and looked at the paperwork. “I see you have booked two hours beginning at 4:00pm. That is 90 minutes from now. In the meantime, as you know, we have the open bar, buffet, a steam sauna, dry sauna, whirlpool and European showers as well as yoga and meditation before your time begins. That is all included in the base fee.” He reached for a ringed notebook. “I can show you who we can have here by 4:00pm unless you have some specific. Much like Mansi, they had been inexperienced and often sex starved repressed women. He had hoped to be able to add Mansi to the list and he had succeeded. ‘Wha…wha…’ Mansi said confused. The orgasm hadn’t been as big as the ones she had using her fingers or the phone on her clit. But it was a wave of pleasure nonetheless. Was this man a magician, managing to do it without once touching her down there? He let her come to terms with the orgasm for a few seconds and then pulled her by the shoulder.