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Originally Posted by twentycentshift
i HAVE to know that story, cheyenne. por favor.....
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Originally Posted by Shocker
And then she came out of the closet...
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well you nosey nosertons :P..........
I was all of 16 and living with my boyfriend. We had just moved back to Reno from San Jose. We set up house in an old downtown hotel in Reno. You know, the kind that look seedy today? Back in those days they were just nice old hotels. The room had but a sink in the corner and the bath was a creeky walk down a darked hall, you could hear sounds from each room as you tiptoed along doing the potty dance while......
Oh sorry, the girl, right. I went out for the day and when I came back to the room the door was locked and I could hear rustling noises coming from within. I asked him what was taking so long to answer the door and he kept saying "just a minute". When he finally came to the door I already knew something was up. So I walked directly over tho the closet and there was a girl inside looking like Mr. Bill in headlights. I was so shocked. I believe I said to her "get the fuck out of here you whore" or something to that affect, 'twas long ago.
It was not long after that I left the creep.