Caila smiled as John awoke. She was inclined to stay, but check-out was fast approaching. She said,<br/><br/>"I am feeling good John. Actually feeling the best I have in a very long time. I will pass on the shower. Oh, and thank you for seeing to my clothes."<br/><br/>She looked at her phone that was sitting on the table, yet to be turned on. She got up and walked to John and looked him in the eyes,<br/><br/>"I do appreciate your kind offer, but this is something I have to deal with on my own. You go shower, and I'll get dressed."<br/><br/>John went off and she listened to him through the door. As much as she wanted to join him, she didn't. Instead she got dressed in to the clothes she had gone to work in yesterday, but decided to not put on her bra. The silk shift would be fine, and her blouse covered that some. She did notice the arm seam of a sleeve was pulled loose and frayed some, and she smiled remembering the last round of sex with John. Pulling her stocking on, she fingered herself slightly, feeling the still-swollen clit through her silk panties. A smile graced her face as she combed her hair out. She was as ready as she was going to get when John emerged from the bathroom. He looked pretty handsome in just a towel. She said,<br/><br/>"I would like to see you again. I know where to find you on Friday evenings, but I was thinking we could have dinner somewhere tonight? If you give me your number, I will text you when I get my new SIM."<br/><br/>Caila smiled and her eyes glistened, reveling in her new found freedom.