.. The Chandelier Room at thePlaza Hotel downtown... But I wanted a brighter, more festiveplace... okay, okay... The Chandelier Room. No pager, no cel...lphones, no interruptions... this evening is for remembering yourmother and no one else... okay... What!?! Won't that be a littlestrange? Yes, I DO want Wendy there. I'm not sure about her beingyour mother for the evening, but if she insists...okay, Saturdaythe 23rd, 7:30pm. One more thing? Have dinner with Wendy asherself the following Friday? So. We kissed, and there was a warm, all-encompassing feeling of something approaching love as she slid down my body, rolled me onto my back and took my cock in her mouth.“You have a very nice cock,” she said. “Anyone ever told you that?”I shook my head.“No, people don’t,” she apologetically. “Women are afraid to sound too knowledgeable. That’s a good word, ain’t it? Not bad for an old boiler.”“You,” I said, stroking her side, “Are not an old boiler. You’re a…” I stopped, unable to find the right. I wasn’t thinking about it at the time, but duh, she was probably on birth control. So, I stayed. A couple more slow strokes, and I buried my shaft inside her. The release was fucking breathtaking, and I threw my head back and let out a primal howl as my seed filled her belly til it squeezed out past my cock and dripped into the sand. Selene had another climax with me, and our juices mixed inside, only for more to squeeze out. I slowly pulled out, my cock slick and glistening, but he wasn’t. I was in Heaven! Howwas I to thank this wonderful man who knew my secret and wanted me as agirl? Was he in love with me as I was with him? I wanted to find out asquickly as possible. It was now 6pm and I had an hour to get readyI drew myself a hot bath, sprinkled in some perfumed bath salts andrelaxed for 10 minutes. My legs had been waxed before I came out to GranCanaria so no need for shaving. Coming out of the bath I washed and driedmy hair, slipped into a lovely pink silk dressing gown I.