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And I would have to confess what I’d done.

I dreaded it…

But I knew what I had to do.

I moved from room to room, looking for him –

But I couldn’t find him.

Terror welled up inside me.

Did he go back to the hotel?!

Did he know what I’d done and left me here in outrage?

I felt sick with guilt –

Until I finally found him in the group sex room, exactly where I’d left him.

In an instant, I didn’t feel guilty anymore.

Just outraged.

He was standing there with his pants down around his ankles, his head thrown back, and his mouth open –

As two naked Thai women knelt in front of his crotch, servicing him simultaneously.

“WHAT THEFUCK?!”I shouted.

He snapped out of his trance and looked over at me in panic.

The two Thai hookers both looked at each other likeUh oh.

“Babe – I didn’t know where you’d gone!” my boyfriend wailed pitifully. “This isn’t what it looks like – I love you!”

I stormed out of the room.

“Babe, wait!” he cried, waddling after me like a penguin with his pants around his ankles.

I ran out of the club, caught a cab, went back to the hotel, and started packing my bags.

My boyfriend arrived ten minutes later. Instead of pleading and whining, he switched to accusatory yelling.

“Where the fuck were YOU for an hour, huh?!”

When I wouldn’t tell him, he grew enraged –

So I left with my suitcases, went to the front desk, and got another room.

I spent the night alone.

Eventually, I felt guilty that I wasn’t any better than my boyfriend.

After all, I’d had a sexual encounter with a stranger, too.

But I kept coming back to the image of the two naked Thai women and quickly got over my guilt.

Instead, I fell asleep dreaming of my hour with Yeong…

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