Ask for Miss Sarah Labelle at the desk.They'll give you the room number. I'll be waiting, you sexy man you!Just make sure that awful old Professor Mar...tin doesn't follow you!" Don't worry!" said the new Mike.At the Hilton he got the room number and rented the adjoining room.There he secreted the infernal devise. When the fake Sarah was safelyasleep he would make the transfer!He walked in and his heart leaped. His old body was stretched outseductively on the bed in the sexiest night gown he had. Without warning or thought, I just blurted it out. "Just a minute, Adrian. I want to tell you something." She stopped, smiled, and looked at me. Then it just started bubbling out of me like a spring. I told her how attractive I thought she was and that I personally thought she was the prettiest woman in town. Luckily, I kept it light and as impersonal as possible, but I could tell it wasn't lost on her. She was very obviously enjoying the compliments. (I suspect they were few and far between at. I was 32 years old at the time and Eva was 28, and she is a strikingly beautiful woman. Eva is petite at 5’3” tall and weighing only 115 pounds and her Nordic heritage had given her beautiful, straight blonde hair, which she keeps long to the middle of her back, and large, bright, deep-blue eyes. She has this look of child-like innocence that most men found very attractive and alluring, and it was mesmerizing to look into her eyes. Eva also has round and full C-cup breasts, which looked large. “I need a shower. How long do you think he’ll be?” She asked her husband.“I don’t know, ask him.” He saidI heard her walk back toward me. I pretended to work. All I could think about was that I had just sniffed the crusty sweaty crotch and ass of her panties and I was about to be looking her in the eye. I was excited. She arrived in the bathroom. I looked up at her. She was wearing black yoga pants, a gray tank top, and a red sports bra underneath. She had her hair pulled up into a ponytail..