Chapter 45

~Steven~

It isn’t my phone alarm that wakes me Wednesday morning. My wake up call is every straight guy’s fantasy; a girl’s warm mouth around my morning wood. I can’t help but feel even more smug when I realize that I’m not even sure of the identity of my mysterious fellatrix.

The blanket is mostly off of me, leaving only my feet and calves covered. Even with my eyes closed, I can tell the girl with her head in my lap is kneeling perpendicular to me, her soft lips gliding along my shaft while her hand massages my balls. A small breath escapes my lips as I enjoy the feeling of an amazing morning blowjob.

As I try and figure out the girl’s identity without opening my eyes, I suddenly remember one of the Bermuda games: Name that Slut! I smile, resisting the urge to reach out and touch the girl sucking me. Instead, I focus on her technique, and am glad I can at least immediately eliminate Marcia and Ashley as suspects, unlike last time.

I really don’t have much to go on. The girl has to be either Lexi, Kayla, or Hazel. I’m unable to eliminate anyone, since only the girl sucking me is actually touching my body. I can feel the weight of a young woman on either side of me, and I assume they are both sleeping.

Suddenly, the girl attempts to deep throat me, causing her to gag and pull back slightly. As she coughs and tries to regain her breath, I realize the girl definitely isn’t Lexi. My redhead nymphomaniac is able to take my entire length into her tight, teen throat.

Once my blowjob artist catches her breath, she resumes bobbing her head on me. The motions cause her long ponytail to slide off her back and land on my hip. Kayla has long hair, but it is nowhere this long. Only one girl in my life has hair so long it reaches her butt.

“Good morning, Hazel.” I whisper softly, reaching down to lightly caress her cheek.

“Mm, morning! Mm!” Hazel says thickly, and I can feel her smiling around my thickness.

The tan girl resumes going down on me, soft moans filling the room as she expresses her own enjoyment. Placing one hand on her head, I run my other hand along her tight body; feeling her hanging boobs, her smooth back, and her tight ass. Her fingernails lightly scratch my sack as I open my eyes to watch Hazel suck dick.

I’m still completely worn out from last night; the three girls can really drain a guy! As a result, I’m not sure I have any more to give. After a few minutes in Hazel’s talented mouth, I discover she’s up to the challenge. My balls clench, managing to squeeze out a couple small jets of semen, which travel up my cock and blast against the back of Hazel’s mouth.

Hazel sits back on her heels, a self-satisfied smirk on her face as she turns her head in my direction. Looking down at me, Hazel gapes her mouth, showing me my morning load. Then she quickly presses her lips together and gulps down my semen, causing her throat to visibly contract.

“What a sight to wake up to.” I comment, my eyes enjoying the side view profile of her nude body.

“You’re not so bad yourself!” Hazel giggles cutely.

We fall silent and gaze at each other for a few moments longer, then Hazel flicks her eyes to my left. I look over and see she is looking at the naked female on the other side of the bed. Fortunately, my daughter is near the edge of the California King bed, giving Hazel room to kneel perpendicular to me. I forget about Hazel as I admire my Kayla’s sleeping form; her little bum looks so cute while she’s curled up on her side.

Sitting up, I take a look to my right and find the third girl sharing my bed. Lexi is also on her side, facing away from me as she sleeps peacefully. The redhead’s skin is much paler than my daughter’s, and I love the light freckles along her back. The sexy teenager even has an adorable freckle right on her butt cheek.

“Shall I wake them up?” I inquire, facing Hazel.

“Please do.” Hazel replies with a nod, surprising me by how awake she seems this early.

When I sit directly in the middle between the two girls, my arms are just long enough for me to reach out and slap both their asses at the same time. Hazel bursts out laughing, leaning forward and placing her hands over her mouth as soon as she hears the loud sound of her friends getting spanked. The reactions of Kayla and Lexi prove that I only need to spank them once.

“What the fuck?!” Lexi shouts, kicking the covers off her legs as she quickly sits up.

Kayla actually squeals, rolling away to try and protect her vulnerable backside. Since she’s so close to the edge of the bed, my daughter nearly rolls off the side. Fortunately, she’s able to catch herself and quickly sit up, her big boobs bouncing wildly on her chest as she turns to glare at me.

“Daddy!” Kayla squeaks, her raven locks framing her face.

“Good, you’re both awake.” I comment with a smile as I slide over to Kayla.

“Fuck. You.” Lexi hisses.

Ignoring Lexi, I reach by my naked daughter to snatch my phone from the bedside table. A quick check shows me that my alarm will go off in less than ten minutes. Once I shut it off for today, I realize that my phone is actually fully charged.

“The power’s back on.” I comment, unplugging my phone.

“It must’ve come on after we fell asleep.” Kayla comments, brushing her hair back while yawning.

“Forget about that.” Lexi grunts, frowning at Hazel. “How is Hazel up before us?”

“I had to pee.” the tan girl explains with a shrug. “Then I couldn’t get back to sleep, so I decided to suck some dick.”

“Oh, fun!” Lexi chirps.

“Daddy managed to get it up after last night?” Kayla wonders with surprise on her face.

“He did!” Hazel smiles. “There wasn’t a lot of cum, though.”

“His balls did work hard last night.” Lexi explains as she hops out of bed.

The four of us walk to the master bathroom completely naked. We’re comfortable with each other, so we take turns peeing. The girls are chatting happily about the last day before finals while washing up for the day. I zone out when Kayla decides to moisturize her boobs. Fuck, I love watching her touch her tits.

Wearing robes, we enter the dining room to have breakfast. The storm is long over, so the staff are able to safely come to work for the day. I enjoy a nice meal, alone with these three amazing young women who all hold a special place in my heart.

“You okay, Hazel?” I ask, noticing the long-haired girl seems nervous.

“Just a little worried about everyone knowing.” Hazel answers slowly. “I got a few messages on social media. Some people just congratulate me, others ask if it’s true, or about the father.”

“What did you tell them?” Kayla wonders before taking a sip of juice.

“That I’m pregnant, but I don’t wanna talk about it.” Hazel explains. “When they try and ask for more information, I just tell them I’m safe and ask them to respect my privacy.”

“Because high school students are known for respect.” Lexi snorts.

“Yeah, some of them are still bothering me.” Hazel admits with a wince.

“Just let me know if I need to kick some ass.” Lexi states firmly.

“Start with that bitch, Shannon.” Kayla growls.

“No need to get suspended the day before finals.” I point out lightly.

“I’ll make it look like an accident.” Lexi rolls her eyes.

“And I’ll get rid of the body.” Kayla vows vehemently.

“Thanks girls.” Hazel smiles. “Just you being here for me is enough.”

The three of us promise we’re always here for Hazel before continuing our morning meal. Despite all her stress, Hazel seems in decent spirits. The tan girl is talking and laughing with Kayla and Lexi, seemingly excited to be done with high school.

“I know you’re excited to graduate,” I begin with a grin, “but you’ll miss high school someday. Probably sooner than you think.”

“I won’t.” Lexi winces, clearly thinking about her past trauma. “The only people I love from there are staying in my life. I’ll be fine.”

“I guess I’ll miss some things.” Kayla acknowledges. “Four years of being a cheerleader, four years of the same faces, the same places.”

“I’d miss it if it weren’t for the fact that I don’t want to be the pregnant girl.” Hazel states, popping the last piece of toast into her mouth.

“I’m sure most people will leave you alone about it.” I reassure the tan girl. “And while you’ll miss high school, you all have so much to look forward to. College is an amazing experience. High school and college; you’ll make memories that will last the rest of your lives.”

“How can I go to college as a teen mom?” Hazel asks sadly.

“We’ll make it work.” I promise. “You may have to start a little late, but that’s normal. A lot of people take a gap year.”

“It’s true!” Kayla adds. “I know a few people doing that!”

“We promise not to bully you when you’re a Freshman and we’re Sophomores.” Lexi nods before grinning evilly. “Well, I can’t promise there won’t be at least a couple wedgies.”

“Thanks, I guess.” Hazel grunts, rolling her eyes.

We finish our meals, alternating between lightly talking and taking time to get lost in our own thoughts. After taking another few minutes to polish off our drinks, we clean up together. As the girls turn to leave the dining room, we notice Hazel wince slightly.

“You okay, Hazel?” I inquire for the second time this morning.

“My boobs are sore.” Hazel mumbles quietly.

“Are they getting bigger?” Lexi asks, whipping her head around. “Let me see!”

“You just saw them!” Hazel exclaims, crossing her arms over her chest. “How fast do you think they grow?”

“I think they can grow fast.” Kayla interjects thoughtfully. “I mean, I know the breasts swell when a woman is aroused.”

“Really?” Lexi replies. “I knew I got wet, and my nipples got hard. I didn’t realize my titties got bigger when I was horny.”

“Yeah, it’s true.” Kayla confirms. “You also don’t just get wet, your labia will naturally spread slightly.”

“Did you also know that most women have uneven breasts?” I ask. “They can be slightly differently shaped, one can be bigger than the other, and they may even be positioned slightly differently. Also, your boobs might grow at different rates during puberty.”

“Cool.” Lexi comments, clearly not caring. “So? Are your boobs bigger or not, Hazel?”

“I don’t know!” Hazel pouts. “I just know they’re sore.”

“Well, let’s compare.” Lexi offers, dropping her robe so that she’s only wearing panties. “Mine are usually slightly bigger than yours.”

“We are not comparing tits.” Hazel says in a stale voice.

“Just do it.” Kayla giggles. “Lexi won’t let it go if you don’t.”

“It’s no big deal, Hazel.” I reason, smiling kindly.

“You just wanna see titties.” Hazel rolls her eyes at me, but complies with the request and drops her robe.

What follows is one of the greatest sights of my life. I really want to record this, but I content myself to watch as Lexi and Hazel compare their breasts. Hazel has beautiful, tan boobs. Lexi’s are pale, and lightly-freckled. Both girls wear B-cup bras, and their tits are definitely close in size.

When the visual isn’t enough, Lexi and Hazel stand side-by-side so Kayla can get a good look. Next, the two girls decide to jump up and down, making their tits jiggle as they try to see whose breasts have the most bounce. Kayla declares the experiments failures.

“What do you think, Daddy?” Kayla turns to me to ask.

“If Hazel’s breasts have gotten bigger, it’s not by a noticeable amount just yet.” I answer slowly. “I still think Lexi’s are slightly bigger.”

“I think you’re right.” Kayla sighs.

“Dammit, I still have the smallest tits of the Slut-sisters!” Hazel frowns.

“Sucks to be you.” Lexi giggles while squeezing her boobs together and wiggling her chest tauntingly.

“Yours are still B’s, too!” Hazel exclaims.

“And your sister’s are bigger.” Kayla adds.

“Nicole is still a B-cup!” Lexi exclaims, glaring at Kayla.

“It’s amazing how Lexi, Nicole, and Hazel have noticeably different breast sizes, yet are all B-cups.” I comment, thinking about how much I love boobs.

“Well, there’s no BB-cup.” Lexi shrugs.

“Bra sizes are weird.” I agree, nodding. “AA is smaller than A, while DD is larger than D.”

“I’m surprised a guy knows that.” Hazel teases. “My dad doesn’t know shit about lady things. He would always say that it isn’t a man’s place, and I wasn’t even allowed to mention my period when he was around.”

“Your dad is an asshole.” I insist, remembering Hazel telling us about him slapping her. “I do probably know more than a lot of guys since I had to buy Kayla’s training bras.”

“Aw!” Lexi laughs, looking at Kayla with a grin. “Was it embarrassing to come to Daddy when you hit puberty?”

“Not at all. Daddy is a mature man, and he can educate his child without giggling like an idiot.” Kayla insists, looking at me with pride.

“Thank you, Honey.” I smile lovingly at my daughter.

“So, he taught you about your period and all that?” Hazel wonders, clearly amazed.

“He did.” Kayla confirms. “He was my mom and my dad. I knew I could come to him with anything. No judgment, only support. I was embarrassed at first, so he went in and bought my tampons for me.”

“My father would NEVER even consider doing anything like that.” Hazel snorts before her face softens and she gives me a look of affection.

“I used to be so embarrassed buying tampons.” Lexi groans, tits still out and proud as she reminisces.

“At least the pill keeps us from getting our periods.” Kayla says before turning to Lexi and returning to the original topic. “Is it also embarrassing having such small boobs?”

“Bitch!” Lexi hisses. “Mine are average, not small!”

“Whatever.” Kayla rolls her eyes. “Now, hurry up and put away those mosquito bites. We have to get ready or we’ll be late.”

“Whore!” the redhead snaps, giving Kayla a look of rage.

“Slut.” Kayla grins. “Stop arguing, we need to get to school. I know you aren’t used to it, but try putting some clothes on for once.”

“She is naked more often than she isn’t.” Hazel says, covering herself with her robe once again.

“Okay, okay.” I interject. “You had your morning fun, now go get ready.”

Lexi blows a raspberry before grabbing her robe and walking out of the dining room. Kayla and Hazel follow her so they can also shower and get ready. I decide to check a few news sites before starting my day, so I wait for the girls at the dining room table.

The three ladies return, now wearing their outfits for the day. They all look incredibly cute, wearing fashionable jeans and tops. My eyes flicker down to exposed cleavage before I return my gaze to their pretty faces. Their hair is still slightly damp from showering, and I wonder how Hazel deals with having that long ponytail. It must get annoying at times; keeping it is a real commitment.

I kiss Lexi goodbye first, grabbing her tight ass as she spears her tongue into my mouth. Hazel is next, and we make out softly before I pull away and cup her cheek as I tell her I’m here if she needs anything. Kayla and I exchange a quick hug and peck on the lips, then the three girls leave for their last day of regular high school classes.

To start my day, I go through my morning workout. I still feel tired from all the amazing sex last night, but breakfast and working out is enough to make me feel myself again. It’s a good thing, since I want to be at my best for Sarah today.

Once I’m dressed in casual clothes, I head outside to check what’s going on with the generator. It turns out, it’s fine. The only issue is it not being used in so long. It only takes me a few minutes to confirm that it will work the next time the power goes out.

I’m not going to work in the office today, but I will work remotely for a few hours before heading to the hotel. Check-in isn’t until 2:00PM, so I have time. I expect I’ll also miss some work next week, since the girls will have time off before graduation. I’ll definitely be off Friday, since that’s when I’ll get to see my baby girl walk across the stage and get her diploma.

Returning to the master bedroom, I change into slacks and a nice button-down. This way, I’ll be ready to drive to the hotel as soon as I’m done working. Before leaving my bedroom, I walk over to my desk, the one with my personal computer.

I can certainly access my company’s files from this computer, but I usually don’t. I have an office for a reason, and I try and keep my work computer and personal computer separate. There are multiple reasons for this, but most if it is probably my own paranoia. While I own the company, I want to be sure my personal files can’t be accessed by IT.

Having such an active sex life is definitely new to me, and there is some porn on my personal computer. Maybe it’s sleazy, but I don’t want to get rid of any of the pictures and videos. Ashley, Marcia, Lexi, Hazel, Nicole. Even Kayla. I have photos and videos of Detective Sarah McLorn. Heather from Bermuda. Stacey, my assistant.

There’s more, too. Stuff from my past. I have the first nudes from Aria; from the crappy phones during my high school days. A few movies from college. I’m tempted to open them up now, to remember my wife’s perfect body. The face of the woman I love with all my heart. If I close my eyes, I can almost feel her lips on mine.

Then there’s my life after Aria. A few one night stands. The first one being the hardest. The guilt, the shame. Feeling like I’m cheating on Aria for moving on with my life. I have some pictures and videos from those days, the ones after Aria and before Lexi. I don’t look at them, but having the memories is nice. A journal made of homemade porn, I guess? Pervert scrapbook? Either way, I’m not interested in changing.

On impulse, I decide to walk over to my safe and open it. There are a number of items inside, but two catch my attention. The first is a thumb drive. The drive with all the pictures and videos of Lexi from Keith. Anger flashes through me as I think of that asshole. Kayla and Lexi will both have to live with the memories of his abuse for the rest of their lives.

The second item is a large wad of cash. It’s money from the piece of shit who thinks Hazel is some prostitute. Part of me thinks I should just use it, I mean, it’s only money. No one will ever know. It just feels wrong, so I leave it where it is for now.

Entering my rarely used home office, I sit at the desk and start up the computer. It only takes a minute to log in to the VPN so I can access all the company’s files. Setting my phone and drink on the desk, I immediately get to work.

The first thing I do is open my email to see if there is anything important. Then I start up the company’s messaging app so that employees can reach me if they need to. No one is messaging me, so I’m able to sift through all my emails and send replies.

Everything is going well, including finalizing the YouInvest acquisition. I still have some interviews with YouInvest employees who might be staying on. I also have to finalize the bonuses for all current employees of Thomson Finance; a reward for all their hard work, for helping make the acquisition possible.

Stacey and I discuss a few minor issues via the messaging app, and I also go over a few financial reports with an accountant. Unsurprisingly, my conversation with Stacey includes some personal things via text message; I ask about April, she wonders how Hazel is doing. We also both agree that we miss each other, miss our closeness without all the drama.

My beautiful blonde assistant tells me about Kayla suggesting that the two blondes go out and pick up a couple of hot guys. April and Stacey are both reluctant to go into some strange guy’s home, and they definitely don’t want to invite guys back to their place after Barry. I can’t blame them one bit.

After going back and forth for a few more minutes, Stacey asks if I’ll be jealous if she does sleep with another guy. This question comes up every once in awhile, and not just with Stacey. Ashley, Hazel, and Marcia all bring up the subject occasionally.

I make sure to assure the girls that we aren’t in a romantic relationship, so they are free to have sex with anyone they want. The truth? I am jealous. Shame fills me as I think about how I have no right to be jealous; Stacey, Ashley, Marcia, and Hazel are not my girlfriends. They have every right to look for love.

Still, my jealousy makes perfect sense. I care deeply about all the amazing young women in my life, and we know each other intimately. Letting out a breath, I remind myself that I can’t be greedy; I can’t be with all of them long term. Ashley even has a boyfriend.

The more I think about it, the more I realize that I am well and truly fucked. Marcia is in love with me, and I do love her, just not as much as she loves me. Hazel and I are having a baby, so we we will be connected for the rest of our lives. Stacey is my assistant, and my feelings for her are intense. Ashley? I hate to say it, but I’m probably the least connected with the busty blonde. Despite this, I care deeply for her, and I miss having sex with her; it’s been awhile, even though it’s officially on the table.

While looking at numbers on a spreadsheet, I think about the fact that I have two girlfriends. Two redhead sisters; Lexi and Nicole. I have the most in common with Nicole, and she’s closer to my age. Yet Lexi is the one to reignite the flame of passion in me. They’re both my girlfriends, but how can I be with them long term? I know poly relationships are more common, but marrying sisters makes things even more complicated.

I have the same thought that occurs to me quite often these days; no matter what, I’m screwed. People will get hurt. There’s no avoiding it. How will I feel when Hazel gets a boyfriend? A guy who will take her out, possibly with our child. It’s overwhelming, and I reply to Stacey’s text to distract myself.

Steven: You aren’t my girlfriend; you even have a girlfriend of your own! Ask her. :P

Stacey: April is okay with hook ups under the right circumstances.

Steven: Sounds like you have the green light to go trolling for cock.

Stacey: It’s not that simple.

Steven: Oh?

Stacey: Like I said before; we’re nervous about the dangers. And I don’t want to hurt you.

Steven: Hotel room? Then you can be more anonymous. Oh, and carry pepper spray!

Stacey: We got some. I’m still scared Barry will come back. The hearing is Monday.

Steven: I remember. I’m here for you.

Stacey: I love you. I love you, and that’s why I don’t want to hurt you.

Steven: I love you, too. April isn’t comfortable with us being intimate. We have to respect that.

Stacey: I know. :( I hope she comes around.

Steven: Maybe she will, maybe she won’t. Either way, you and I aren’t a couple.

Stacey: Officially, we’re not. That doesn’t mean there aren’t feelings.

Steven: I agree, and I feel very strongly about you. So, I want you to be happy.

Stacey: And I’m crazy about you.

Steven: I’d love to have every hot woman all to myself, but life doesn’t work like that.

Stacey: You’re rich, it could work like that. :p

Steven: Not long term. Let’s just do the best we can; if you’re horny, go get laid.

Stacey: Are you sure?

Steven: Yes. Don’t worry about me. You and April go blow some lucky guy’s mind.

Stacey: He would be lucky, wouldn’t he? ;)

Steven: Very lucky! And no matter what, I’ll still love you, and still be here for you.

Stacey: Thank you. :*

Steven: You’re welcome. Now, don’t you have some work to do?

Stacey: Right, sorry boss!

I can handle my jealousy, I think. The important thing is that any guy these women get involved with treat them right. I’m very protective of them, and I would drop everything if they ever need me. I’m not too worried about Josh and Ian, but I’ll be sure to give the Dad lecture to any guy Marcia or Hazel bring around. Maybe even Sarah. Hell, forget guys, Stephanie might need a reminder to treat my Kayla right.

It’s after 10:00AM when Sarah finally responds to my good morning text. I tease her about sleeping so late, but she reminds me that this is her first vacation in years. While this makes sense, I’m still amazed that the hard working detective is sleeping this much.

After a few minutes of texting, Sarah confesses to having trouble sleeping due to nerves. I once again promise her that we don’t have to do anything that she doesn’t want to. Sarah just tells me to shut up, that she’s incredibly excited, just anxious.

My lunch is a simple sandwich, a bag of chips, and a soda. Not the healthiest meal, but I’m being lazy. The girls text me a bit while I eat, and it seems the last day of classes is going mostly well. Hazel is being strong, Marcia is studying, Ashley and Lexi are sort of studying. Kayla is getting emotional, admitting I’m right when she tells me she’s feeling sad about high school being over.

I clean up my lunch and get back to work. Everything is going great at the company, we are about to start serving a lot more clients thanks to the expansion, and we’re more profitable than ever. The key to success really is to hire great people, to pay them what they’re worth, and let them do their thing.

The company started with my inheritance, my hard work, and my love of numbers. Expanding Thomson Finance involves hiring a lot of people, creating the departments that exist at all companies; human resources, marketing, IT, customer service, and several others.

Finance and accounting are about numbers. Business is about people. If you want to keep the best people, you make sure they are happy with you. Provide benefits and a fair wage, respect everyone and realize that they are all important. Reasonable pay isn’t just necessary, it’s a sign of respect, it’s telling people that you value their hard work. Invest in people and they’ll invest in you.

There’s a smile on my face as I think about how lucky I am. True, I work hard, but I am still incredibly thankful for my life. I just wish Aria was with me right now. I love Lexi, I love Nicole, but I still miss my childhood friend, my high school sweetheart. My wife. There’s no doubt in my mind that I’m only where I am now thanks to her support. Everyone needs someone who believes in their dream.

Shaking my head to clear it, I force myself to get some more work done. I’ll be back in the office tomorrow afternoon, but I want to make sure there is no reason for anyone to have to contact me while I’m away. I give Stacey a few more instructions, and I send out an email reminding people I’ll be away and that they can reach me if there’s an emergency.

Finally, I set my out of office message and shut down the computer. Grabbing the overnight bag I have prepared, I take it out to my car. Then I start up the car and drive two towns over to the beautiful area where the very expensive hotel is located.

“This place is gorgeous!” Sarah breathes, her eyes unable to leave the building as she walks over to me.

“It is.” I agree, hugging her tightly.

Sarah is right, the scene is breathtaking. The elegant hotel is situated right beside a small pond. There is only one small road and a parking lot to take away from the nature scene. I can hear the sounds of various birds coming from all the trees, and it really feels like we’re in the middle of nowhere instead of right near a major city.

“I might be under dressed.” she giggles cutely after leaving my embrace.

The fit, sexy woman looks amazing. Sarah is wearing a really cute mint green sundress with a white daisy floral print. The dress falls to mid-thigh and has a cute tie in the back, leaving both her lower and upper back exposed. Adjustable spaghetti straps lift and support her breasts, allowing Sarah to go bra-less.

“Are you kidding?” I ask, giving her an incredulous look. “You make me look homeless!”

“You’re very handsome.” Sarah grins as she lightly pats my chest.

“Thank you.” I incline my head politely. “Shall we check in?”

“We shall!” Sarah agrees happily.

Initially, Sarah tries to take her own bag, but I insist that today is all about her. The lovely lady pecks my lips before I grab both our bags. Sarah slings her purse over her shoulder as the two of us make our way into the beautiful foyer, showing off just how expensive this hotel is.

Every inch of this hotel screams luxury; the floors are flawless, the walls are covered in expensive artwork, and there is beautiful furniture everywhere. The first floor has a restaurant with a bar, a lot of high-end stores, as well as some smaller stores selling convenience items. There are also several other amenities, including a gym and a spa. Sarah is looking around everywhere, her eyes wide.

“And here we are!” I announce as I open the door to our suite.

“Holy shit!” Sarah exclaims eloquently, her body practically shaking with nerves.

This hotel is full of beautiful rooms, but the presidential suite is in a league of its own. We have a huge living room with a couch and armchairs directed at the flat screen. There’s a kitchen and a dining room, and the big table actually has a chandelier above it. We take a quick look at the large bathroom, complete with a large shower.