She put me on the phone to confirm things with the clerk.I invited her to be comfortable while I ran her errand, then went to the lobby. It took a mo...ment for the clerk to program the key card, and I then returned to my room. So as not to frighten the young lady, I unlocked the door - opened it a crack - and shouted "May I Come In?" A slightly-slurred voice responded with "It's Your Room, Silly!" I entered with the new key card for her.Upon entering my room, I noted the bathroom light was on. "What kind?" Mia asked, always very frank when we chatted."All kinds," I answered, not wanting to admit I was watching mostly Shemale porn."So, I was wondering if I could catch a ride tomorrow," Mia asked, thankfully dropping the subject.I quipped, playfully, "Since we are already going to be sleeping together, we might as well ride together."Mia, a nasty flirt like me, countered, "Oh, I plan on using you for rides all weekend long."I joked, "Be careful. I could take that the wrong way."Mia's. Work hard, and don’t jab him with that thing by accident.” She laughed at her own humor as I shook my head.“Any port in a storm, Angie.”She roared with laughter. “I never realized that about you!”“Me either; musta been the lightning – and that was a joke, by the way, so no need to report that comment to the curious teeming masses.”“I figured. So long, Jon.”“Bye, Angie.”The remainder of the day was uneventful – boring, really. It had gotten to the point where I almost looked forward to the pain. Dawn and I were enjoying our monthly massage parlour adventures, dressing up as ordered, and putting on a show for the men that watched or got a free view of everything behind the masks we still got to wear. I loved the special feeling of a man looking at me with lust in his eyes as I'm brought to an orgasm before him. So I often found myself naked on a table before a man getting serviced, having to wait until his release for my own, teasing him to explode so I could have my orgasm. I was.