I recognized it even on the black and white image. I wasn’t sure what the first clue was, but I did recognize something about it. A second image was... even more conclusive. It was an enlarged version of just the cab alone. It even showed the passenger in the back seat. Presumably it would be easy enough to track down the driver.There likely had been several more passengers leaving their prints and DNA in the cab. If the driver would cooperate, and he could identify the passenger, then and only. Hearing the music he turned towards the bedroom, pushing open the door slowly to reveal the bed. Queen size and also scattered with rose petals, the candle light flickering playfully over the bed, though that’s not what drew his attention. His eyes travelled up the black silk stockings encasing slender legs, his eyes roamed over the black lace panties, past the garter that held the stockings up he traced her breasts with his eyes, her bountiful tits that all but spilled out if the black satin. The room was small, typical fare for a budget airline and their employees, just the basic of comforts, a bed, washbasin, and TV, and at that last thought, I reached for the remote, and flicked on the TV.The screen burst into life, surprisingly at two in the morning, but it was after-all your early morning porn movie, just phone down for full connection and a small payment of course.I laughed at the thought of the guy who just checked me in, he was lusting as I bent over to sign the registrar, I. "You look great," he enthused.He was still lying naked on his bed while I pulled the dress over my naked body."Wear it just like that," he instructed. "No, don't move, I'll take a couple of pictures."I didn't feel very comfortable at all as the flashes went off, but I smiled and pouted at his commands. We were due at a party but we were, of course, very late. When we got there, most of the partygoers had already left but Paul found me a glass wine and we danced. I was conscious that I was.