The stitches that had begun to heal were ripped apart like the shredded envelope he left on the floor. He was flooded with the guilt and shame he had ...een trying to bury, for what now seemed like a thousand lifetimes.Why they had separated was still a nagging question he asked himself each and every morning when he awoke from his solitary slumber, and each and every night when he put his weary head on his pillow. Sure, he worked too much. But, she certainly loved the money and power he garnered. ”“Maybe we could look for one.” She shocked me and said, “uh huh.” We finished watching the movie and had sex. We decided to stay one more night at this motel. The next day we drove around and see the countryside. Late in the day I stopped by the adult video store I had gone to last night and asked a guy in there if there was a place locally where a guy might hook up with a prostitute, he told me about a truck stop that was 10 miles or so past where our motel was. We went back to our room and I. " As I turned my head to thank them, my face almost touched the man's crotch. I felt his hand on my shoulder and I shivered slightly. Seconds later, I felt another hand slide down along my side, tracing my ribs. A third hand on my other shoulder slipped down inside my blouse and captured my boobs. I moaned and closed my eyes.Watching my reaction, the men dared to more action…One of them turned my chair around to face them; kneeled pushing my legs spread apart and pressed his body between my. “Said he’s coming up here and he’s going to take care of the problem. We’ll see about that. Hope he brings a whole cleaning crew…” he growled sourly. The radio station they had won this trip from was definitely going to hear about this. A few minutes later there was a soft tap at their door. Kevin opened it to a tall, broad shouldered man in a black suit. The embossed gold badge over the breast pocket of his suit jacket identified him as one of the hotel’s managers on duty. He smiled.