I did not really drink a lot, the result of having a drunk for a father, and I really hated not being fully in control, but I could hold my beer fairl...y well and three pints had made me a bit cheeky but I was not at all pissed. We left the Market Inn and decided to drive out on the Wilton Road to a pub Debbie had heard of that had a disco on Friday nights. Debbie had stuck to fruit juices and was sober as a judge but probably appeared slightly rat arsed to onlookers as we ran hand in hand back. I peeked behind her and froze like a stone. There was a third guy in the room.She saw my expression and looked behind. It was the hotel manager. In a flash, she tried to get off me but the manager hit her ass again and said, “Just sit there you slut. Now listen very carefully. I have seen your video and if you do not want any trouble, let me fuck you or else I’ll call the police and tell them that you guys are into some sort of a flesh trade.”I was suddenly reminded that in the excitement of. My arm goes over to her shoulder and over it. We come very close together and she says I can have her anyway that I want and more. Then we kiss. Our mouths opening at the same time. Her tongue finding mine. Sucking it into her mouth. Her hand is on my chest massaging it and my nipples. Our tongues are dancing all over in one another mouths. She lightly pinches them and that is just driving me nuts. My hand starts to massage her shoulder, back of her neck and upper back.She give me a little. She was about 5' 6,"slender with a small bust and dark in an East-Indian fashion. She wore askirt that went mid-calf, and a loose blouse. The skirt was wrinkled ina manner that said it was deliberate. The pattern was black and white.The blouse was slightly transparent, just enough to see the bra outline,and had a little lace around the neck but there was no collar. She woreblack slippers that looked like ballet shoes and a lot of thin silvernecklaces and bracelets. She saw me looking at her and.