Next she turned an interesting shade of reddish brown and turned her head away from my gaze.I apologized for the public feel, but asked her what she e...xpected from a Marine when presented with a "target of opportunity" and offered to buy at least a few drinks to make up for the offense.Several drinks, several kisses at the table in the back corner of the bar and several long slow feels of her smooth thighs, we agreed that the appropriate thing to do was to head to the apartment that I rented at. ” She started to say and then pointed to a sectioned plastic tub, and said, “sort those down, in there.”She began to act nervous and was actually just watching me as she let her mind process the whole situation. I flashed a smile to her, sort of catching her off guard and said, “I can finish this for you and just leave. You started this and can end it. Remember I asked if you wanted to get a drink and chat, and you didn’t say no, you asked “where”.A half smile curled her lips without saying. I asked them what they thought of Jayne which embarrassed her a little but she loved the attention it created. She was asked if she was wearing stockings which prompted a very demure flash of the welts much to the pleasure of both of them. We talked and laughed for the best part of another hour and had a couple more beers until Marc made a suggestion of “should we make the most of it”. I was in agreement despite the plan of meeting Friday and having a romp on Saturday. The decision was made by. “Where to Miss?” The driver asked as he turned in his seat to look at her.“The Regency Hotel.” Gayle blurted out; the sound of her voice strange in her own ears, the words strange in her mouth; almost as if someone else was saying them for her. She suddenly felt a sense of relief as she sat back in the seat, clutching her large tote to her small chest; the decision was made and for good or ill the die was cast and her future no longer in her hands.Gayle closed her eyes and said a little prayer.