This is definitely not ... um ... universal." Seriously, dude? That's bizarre." Vince was not prejudiced against other cultures, really, he was just a... bit clueless. "Well, not bizarre, you know, but, like, different." Yes, it is different." Well, Rosalinda went with them this time, so I guess she's becoming more American or something, huh?"Raffy laughed musically. Rosalinda had always wanted to be more American. She was fascinated with American culture, and television, and ... well, too. There was nothing new there but some spam, that I quickly deleted without opening. As I scrolled through the inbox, though, I saw the last one from him and a thought hit me. I opened it up and hit "reply", typing "Hey man, I'm gonna be in a hotel an hour or so away from you tonight and tomorrow night, if you're available and interested," before I hit "send".The "him" in question was Len, a guy who'd read one of my sex story submissions on a website and liked it well enough to send me some. ..uhm..." You wanna suck me again?" he asked.I looked at his amazing arms, with a vein running down his biceps, and his meaty veined forearms...I was about to burst! I mean, shit...this guy was like a posterboy for total masculinity...I answered."Yeah...Jon...can I suck your dick again? Please?" He chuckled. "Sure fag...your girly mouth will get plenty of cock-time this weekend," Jon answered.I got a rush hearing him talk to me like that with his totally manly voice...like I said...I didn't. ?Don't attempt to move while I'm gone, you might drown yourself.? With thispiece of advice ringing in her ears I went off in search of a more suitablelocation. I found the kitchen just down the hallway, it was small but therewas a pine table that would be ideal for what I had in mind. I cleared thefew plates and bits and bobs and then went back to the bathroom. I got anotherpair of cuffs from my bag and lifted her ankles out of the water again. I undidher ankle cuffs and the slipped the new.