It’s amazing when you just let go. I mean, you already talked, you agreed to meet, you obviously liked being taken out, you liked it even more when he tried to touch you, when his hand brushed against yours. You wanted him to hold it, and you were thrilled when he did. Walking like that to the motel. At this point, what were you going to say? “Hey, I have to go home now.”? Nonsense. One hand on your ass as you got closer to the motel and you were even more ready to let go. Let go of your masculinity, your fear, your doubts, and eventually, your shirt, your skirt, your bra, your panties, your shoes… until suddenly you’re naked, with a real man, in a real bed. He knows what you like, and you just let go. You spread your legs for him, and you let the man take over. Finally, not only being treated as a girl but being fucked like one. All this because you let go.
this is my dream