Girls like jewelry, too. We had them giftwrapped and put them in the safe in the room.The room had been cleaned and the sheets and towels all replaced..., thankfully. I called housekeeping and asked for the name of the maid for our room. I got it. Consuela P. There were still two of them working the other end of the hallway. I went down, and looked at name tags. Consuela P. I had a shit chance of her speaking English very well, but I asked her if she cleaned and took care of 216. She told me yes,. You do whatever you're comfortable with. Paul was sat to my right so I put my left hand round my shaft so Paul could see my cock and started to slowly work my foreskin up and down. After 10 minutes of getting turned on by seeing Paul enjoying my cock I asked would he mind if I undressed as I really fancied wanking naked. He said you do whatever you want, it's fine by me. I stood up slightly turning to face him. I pulled my jeans and shorts down and stepped out of them. I purposely took my t. You’re ravishing as usual. It’s nice to see you again.” With that he stood up and approached his rented little vixen. Rosy removed her conservative long coat to reveal a school chick outfit complete with white knee stockings and a blouse that was both sheer and lacey. Her saucy pig tails completed the effect as she stared up at him with wonder and contrived innocence in her entrancing eyes. “Do you like what you see daddy?” The older man with the gray hair and the horn rimmed glasses looked. They all looked down at my wee-wee and then looked at each other and snickered. I excused myself as I tried to get by and one of the black guys said "No problem little man." At six feet, 220 lbs., I knew that he referred to my penis. When I got to the last aisle where my locker was, I saw that there were a half dozen other guys in various stages of undress. No one was talking or making eye contact and I figured that these guys must be below average endowment as well. All of us short-dicked guys.