?Come on in,Lisa,? I said warmly, ?I?m very glad that you came.? ?Thankyou, Mr. Wolf,? she managed what, by her standards, must be a nervous smile.Suc...h a pretty girl, ?I couldn?t refuse your offer.? Ismiled, ?I know,? I beckoned her to enter. She glanced around nervously, ?Youhave a very nice house, Mr. Wolf?. ?Thankyou Lisa, I do try. Now please, follow me.? Ididn?t invite her over to make small talk, and we?d both known that for themajority of the day. I beckoned her towards a staircase that. " She'd made him wait outside in her pink over white Metropolitan while Laura claimed the reservation and checked them in. "Why can't I come in?" He'd queried."Darling, do you trust me?" She'd queried, her white teeth gleaming. "Yes." Tight-lipped & flat-eared Rob lied. He watched as she engaged the desk clerk in deep conversation. Several minutes later Laura emerged all smiles waving the room key at him. Rob didn't know whether to laugh or cry. But, one thing for certain: he too wanted "to. She kissed back with all her might, our tongues in a lovers’ embrace. I removed Cindy’s damp T-shirt to reveal those delicate breasts in all their glory to the moonlit sky. I worked my way down with my tongue and lips. First her ears, then her soft neck, rounding her breasts and wondrous nipples, leaving nothing untouched. As I continued my journey downward to the Promised Land, the only sounds were the soft squeaking of the Ferris wheel car as it gently rocked. The rocking was somehow. A fifth then a sixth stroke whipped her bared cheeks, wobbling like a jelly with her knickers pulled out of the way. Tamara relaxed a little after the last stroke but soon tensed up again as a seventh arrived. A long squeal preceded her protest at the extra stroke when yet another seared her already burning behind sending her feet into a mid-air dance for freedom. Samantha’s hand appeared on her back to hold her down as Judy whacked her with two further strokes before letting her up. Tamara.