We spent some time going from table to table, seeking out old friends and catching up. We danced. We ate. After dinner, Debby excused herself. “Your...place or mine, big-boy?” she kidded, stepping away from the table. I mouthed silently, ‘How about yours?’ She held up ten fingers, indicating her room number. I gave her a couple of minutes, then followed, rapping gently on her door. She opened the door, still wearing her simple black dress. Seeing it was me, she grabbed my tie and pulled me in,. But the hot sex chat we had made me want her more. We did a private chat which went something like this –Me: Hi, Riya.Riya: Hi, darling.Me: Can I ask you something?Riya: Sure.Me: Is Riya your real name?Riya: Does it matter?Me: No. But I wanted to know your real name.Riya: Honey, you can call me by any name you like. I will still respond to you. ;)I liked the way she approached me. I did not want girls to flirt with me in an artificial way just because I paid them. But also, I didn’t want them. She was alone, the guy was gone and her face was reddish and beaming with a smile on it, as if she were happy to see me.A she came up to me she just grabbed me and pressed her mouth to mine and kissed me, forcing her tongue into my mouth and moving it around in circles.She broke off and looked me straight in my face, 'Can you taste it', she asked enthusiastically, her own mouth and chin was covered in fluid, shiny and with a strong chlorine smell. I could taste it, and I knew what it was, it. "I guess that answers that," Eddie said, as he laughed at me.Our parents came back to the boat and we left for home. We stopped at a family diner on the way, had dinner and then went to our house. Mom listened to the answering machine, made a few notes and then went to her room. Dad and my brother unloaded the van and brought the things into the house.Eddie was up early the next morning, waiting for me to go for our run. I dressed, grabbed my weights and we headed out on our morning trek. After.