You thank her and walk away, opening the envelope as you go. Inside you find a room card and another note: My soul mate, I’m so excited that you are... here. I can’t wait to spend a magical evening with you my love. Please go into the bar and pick out a bottle of wine…whatever you are in the mood for. They are expecting you. Hurry my darling. You head to the bar and are greeted by the bartender who immediately shows you their wine selection. You browse the list briefly before selecting a nice. Almost as soon as our lips touched, I felt her tongue probing. I open a little wider and soon our tongues are dancing as if we were long time lovers, knowing exactly what each other needed. My hand glided down her side, then between us, as I cup her cock from outside her dress. “You will get plenty of opportunity for that,” she whispered in my ear, “But first, there’s something I want to do.” As she drops to her knees, her hands travel down my torso. First they moved to my hard and sensitive. It was Friday night and the guys had been in town for about three days now so Diane knew that there would be a lot of horny guys in the local bars that night. As she stood in front of her mirror putting on her outfit, she could not help but admire how tight her body was. Her firm tits and her flat stomach were something to be admired and she wanted to find some men to admire her that night. Diane could not help but let her hand rub her tits and pinch her nipples and then it went down across. It was like when you open the door of a room where you expect to find someone but all you see is the nothing inside the room, so all you can do is close the door and deal with the nothing or leave it hanging open for no good reason. ‘I think I’m going to head out west,’ Aldan said, and Chano looked at his friend with surprise. ‘Where’d that come from?’ ‘Always wanted to. Drive along Route 66, see all those old gas stations, run down stores, old motels.’ ‘Well, I guess you can do that then.’.