She told Paul that there had been a mistake, and no report would be filed.But the damage had been done. Mary disappeared from the media world. At last... report, she had retired to a small border town in Arizona. She was living with her three cats on a pension. She was a local celebrity for her cactus garden.Today was the late season. The aspens had dropped their leaves. There was ice on the creek in the morning. Winter was fast on the way. I had just gotten back from riding the fence line one. - Could you come to my room? she asked in a whisper."Of course," I answered, just as quietly, "I'll just put something on my feet." I'm waiting for you in my room," she said with a smile and started toward her room, shuffling her flaps across the floor. I found my slippers in the dark hotel room as soon as I could, and after a while I knocked on the sorka's room. The door opened. A sorka stood there, tall blonde with generous breasts. She was wrapped in a towel, tied just above the bust. I was. "Mm-hmm."I nodded and kissed her. "Then let the girls know that I enjoy their company too. As well as yours."She grinned widely. "I will." Then she slipped out of my embrace and pulled out a pink skirt to go with her top. The skirt was short, only making it partway down her tanned thighs. After slipping on her shoes again, she was ready to go.I got dressed while she did, so there was nothing else to delay us and we left the bedroom. I didn't have any food in the apartment other than the rest of. Slowly at first, then picking up the pace faster and faster as he adjusted to me and produced more fluid, she pumped up and down on my joy stick. I just thought I was in heaven earlier in the evening with my hands full of her boobs. This was utter ectstacy.I may have been mostly ignorant with a live body to play with, but instinct must be a really powerful force. As Steph wound up tighter and tighter, I met her, thrust for thrust until our joined parts were a blur of motion. She was by then so.