“Now you can stay with us.” Meredith whispered to her after Victor left the bed. “You understand don’t you? What we have is more than feeli...ngs. It is agreed and structured, no one else but Victor could give me this, and I’ll allow you to share because you’ve seen it.”As Victor returned and got dressed, he was able to find a tie he had left behind from earlier and he thanked the gods of male fashion design because now he arguably didn’t look like he was wearing the clothes from the day. Susan was seated at the table next to us with a person I assumed to be her lover. It was difficult not to overhear the argument heating up between them about another woman her friend been seeing After a few minutes of quarrelling her companion stands up, "That's just the way it is so deal with it. We're over and I'm outa here," and abruptly walks out leaving Susan alone and with a hefty tab. The waitress comes over and asks if there's anything more she can get her. Shaking her head no, she. Back at the hotel I again asked Shilla about the following day saying that I felt guilty leaving her on her own. “I’ll let you into a secret,” said Shilla, “I won’t be alone, Faza is coming round to keep me company.” “Oh you crafty devil, cats away?” Shilla just smiled and said, “What the hell! What Ron doesn’t know won’t harm him.” After a light breakfast we returned to our room. “ What should I wear?” “Well, your bikini and a sarong and. Especially if she could lay in her bed and play with her pussy till the Sun came up…lol…while texting with some boy she found hot. She opened the door to their room and found him sound asleep on top of his covers as usual clad only in his jockey shorts. He lay facing her bed on his side and she could see the tip of his cock protruding at the edge at his thigh. It was hard to believe something so small could grow so large when he became excited. She had to stifle an urge to lay beside him.