Part 1 I'm standing in front of the hotel hoping I can gather the courage to go up to your room. We've gotten to know each other on here. We've even traded pictures. I feel like I know you and yet I don't. But I do know I want you so much. To feel your hands on my flesh. To feel your flesh under my hands. The heat of our bodies next to each other. We've told each other so many times what we would do to each other. But am I brave enough to let you fulfill my fantasies, even knowing that I may never see you again? Can my heart take that chance? To know or not to know. The answer is easy. My legs decide the question for me. When I lift my eyes they are looking directly into yours.