Samantha proposed a trip to Los Angeles. We slept in the
bedroom
on the jet.
We landed and had just enough time to get through the crush of
traffic to our hotel. Samantha suggested that we go out to a
nightclub. "Since we're so far from society, nobody out here
knows us. Let's have some fun." She easily convinced me and
pulled out a sexy leather outfit she had been saving for such an
opportunity.
I wanted to do her on the spot - and so did every man on the L.A.
scene, as
well as a great number of women. We walked past the lines outside
of the clubs and into the VIP rooms. We barely made it back to
our hotel before sunrise.
I woke up and Samantha was dressed and just finishing up her makeup.
"C'mon sleepyhead, let's go home," she said.