<em>Raymond &amp; Trina – Ray’s Bedroom and Trina’s escape</em><br/><br/>Raymond’s walk to his bedroom was mostly used to watch Trina’s ass play peekaboo in her maid outfit. If he had to find his way back now, he’d be hard pressed to do so. He smiled broadly as he then saw the room. It was impressive in its understatement. The perfect ‘yeah, and I have 20 more rooms just like this’ kind of display. He enjoyed it as much as he enjoyed sitting on the king bed.<em>‘And I bet they fucked in them all’</em>he thought to himself as he nodded to Trina “Thanks!” he said her departed form.<br/><br/><em>’Well…apparently this is going to be some kind of costumed event on top of some massive multi-level orgy slash horse-whipping session slash journey of depravity. I’m not sure how I feel about that yet, but if I’m not currently doing a hundred on the highway away from this joint, there must be –some- part of me that’s okay with it.’</em>he worked quickly to stow his clothes away and place his suitcase in the closet.<br/><br/>He noticed again how he was dressed in the mirror and sighed “Sure, invite a friend over for a mystery orgy and not tell him what to wear.” He muttered, before he removed the Tommy B shirt. He wanted the tank top t-shirt off. If everyone was going to be comfortable, then he’d try to play along. He then put his shirt back on and took another look at himself he nodded in agreement. The green against his brown skin was nice, and those sessions with Mr. Chan kept him in good enough shape not to feel guilty with the open shirt look. With a little wink to himself, he walked out of the room and took a quick look around.<em>’Stairs, hallway, third room on the right. Got it’</em><br/><br/>The look around the grounds was relaxing. He noticed that there were still last minute things being done and made sure to stay out of their way while others were at it. He stayed mostly to the perimeter of the house and the immediate area around the room he was staying in, to be polite. Afterwards, he walked back to the sitting room to fix another drink. The prospect of doing what she described excited him as much as drove fear into his heart, and he waited as patiently as a kid on Christmas for things to begin.<br/>