‘I don’t think we’ll make it that far.’ She smiled seductively as her swift fingers deftly made their way through the buttons of his light gre...y shirt. She brought her lips back to his all the while pulling his shirt from his shoulders until it dropped to the floor in a flutter. They were breathing heavy, both had their eyes closed as her hands felt over his stomach before circling to climb up his back. She was the first to open her eyes, waiting patiently until he did the same and slowly slid. They entered her dorm room, shut and locked the door.“Do you have any condoms on you?” She asked. He checked his wallet, and pulled out two, golden wrapped rubbers. “Good, you’re gonna need both of them.” She walked up to Marcus, grabbed the back of his head and pulled it towards her, locking lips with the dark chocolate man standing in front of her.“Take me.” He pinned me to the wall effortlessly, his hands holding my arms in spread apart, his tongue and mine dancing circles with each. "This is Tony. He showed up the day after you started treatment. He didn't have transportation, so he walked to our meeting place. It took him several days, camping out each night, preparing meals and restocking his supplies along the way. Tony, these are Bret, Malcolm and of course, Betty, our miracle healer." Don't worry." Betty waved them both forward. "We don't know whether they're any less contagious at this stage, but we've previously demonstrated that you're safe. In fact, you should be. I wanted to open it but couldn't risk Cheryl catching me looking at it if there was something written on it or falling out of it. Finally, she stepped into the bathroom and closed the door, giving me the opportunity to dig out and un-crumple the napkin, excited to see the pretty handwriting penned on the inside.“Marshland Room. Midnight tonight. Do not be careless.”~~~~~~~~~~~~~~On our way out of the B&B to get a ride to our first destination, Cheryl called my attention to a couple getting into.