" The salesman looked at me with acombination of smirk and wink, like he was thinking about asking me out.When he brought back the shoes he asked if I...'d like to try them on.Thankfully my wife told him we'd take them with us.The salesman began putting them in a box, but my wife told him I'd carrythem as we shopped more. He smiled, pulled his card from his pocket, andput it in my hand, holding my hands a bit too long. "Please come back ifI can be of further service." The touch of his hand made me. Maybe the managerliked to bring women in here, and just kept everyone else out, theperfect room for intimate encounters, it had to be, there was nothinghaunted about this room. If there was, I would sense it, and I wouldhave seen something by now.Laying back on the bed, I turned on the TV and watched cable on it.After I had finished dinner, I got up and checked out the bathroom.Returning to the bed, I opened up the daypack I had brought in,containing a change of clothes, took out the Lynx. Bo used the brush to add more oil to her torso and watched as the rivulet made its way to the waistband. The excess came through that barrier and flowed into her slit and eventually started dripping off of the fat lips of her pussy coating her thighs. While having kept her thighs together so far, this was more than she could bear and she shifted so that her rounded legs opened up. The small piece of severed panty fell through her legs.Bo used the scissors once again and slowly cut through the. I aimed at the center of his chest, figuring that would give me the greatest margin for error. I went through the same kind of breathing routine as I would have as a sniper and squeezed off the shot. Well, as I expected, I did not hit my aiming point. On the other hand, I did hit what I considered an even better spot if the ogre had anything like the internal structure of a human: I hit him in the groin! He certainly let out a scream of pain, so that alone was enough to make me happy!I could.