Allyson commented that it was the nicest restaurant that she had ever been in. Certainly the most expensive. “I could buy a week’s groceries for the cost of our meals,” she said. When we got back to the hotel, Allyson went to the phone and called home to check on Carson. From what I understood from the conversation Carson was already asleep and Nancy asked for a blow-by-blow account of the day’s events. While they talked on the phone, I undressed and lay back on the bed, surfing through channels on the television. When Allyson hung up the phone, I turned off the TV. “Finally we’re alone. Come here, Al.” “Just a minute,” she said, smiling. She went into the bathroom and took out her contacts and undressed. When she emerged, she was wearing one of the hotel’s robes. She ran her hands down the sides of it. “These are comfortable.” “Come here, gorgeous.” She kneeled over me on the bed, and I slipped the robe down over her shoulders. We began to kiss. Then she lay on her back and sighed.
