...evil".Mr.Patterson laughed and said "That maybe...but you're mine" He stood up and said "Well I am glad to see you're in good shape.." as he said t...hat, Wendy's mother walked back in and said "Thank you Mr.Patterson, for everything, I'll be taking Wendy home in a little while, I'll call you when she is home to let you know she is alright" Mr.Patterson smiled and nodded "I appreciate it, me and my boys were so worried for her".Mr.Patterson left and just as Wendy's mother said, she went home,. Walking back to the hotel she noticed a couple of native guys watching her. Far from being afraid she smiled at them and went into the hotel. Back in the room she tried to watch some TV but was bored. Then she remembered her shower and her pussy started to quiver.She took off her clothes and headed into the bathroom. Starting the shower she removed the shower head from its bracket and again ran it over her shoulders and then her breasts. It felt so nice. She moaned softly as the water cascaded. Usually, it's deserted.But not last Wednesday.I unlocked the door (they keep it locked so other folks don't do laundry or whatever in there) and stepped in.Jesus! This girl is bending over the washing machine, wearing the tiniest, sheerest panties I've ever seen. I could see her blonde pussy pressed up against them and make out every detail of her twat. Her ass was small and tight and her long, slender legs were girlish and marvelous.Then she realized someone had come in.She squealed and turned. "Take the gown off Fiona." No." Take it off Fiona." Please don't make me take it off." Either you take it off yourself or I'll take it off of you."She started crying again, but she took off the gown. There were bite marks and hickeys on both of her breasts and thighs and as Fiona saw my eyes widen she began bawling again and crying out:"Don't hate me, please don't hate me. I didn't mean to do it. Please don't hate me Rob." What happened Fiona?"She kept crying and moaning, "Don't hate me, please.