Red Roof Inn, NJ (Secrets of a Young Widow)

I've been talking to a man in germany for months now and sharing photos, and stories and even telephone chats. We've become good friends. We even phone sex once in awhile. And the fact that he's handsome doesnt hurt. Well today he sent me an email about being his internet girlfriend. What does that mean?!? If I cant be exclusive with someone in real life how can I be exclusive over the internet. He couldnt quite explain it to me. Well he was explaining it I guess I just don't understand. I think its more psychological. He wants to believe in his mind I'm his girlfriend, maybe he'll "get off" on that. Well, whatever works for him.

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Some info for you if you want it. Terry is 23, she lives with her parents (no they dont know about her little adventures.) For fun she shares her online photo gallery, she enjoys phone play and  cyber play. She gets a kick out of it. I know I know it sounds crazy, but don't knock a girl who wants to have fun.

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I spent some time with a friend of mine, tall blonde sex goddess Terry. We hung out doing this and that and she told me about this little sexual adventure she's starting much like myself except hers will be based more online. She's putting together a voyeur gallery on AOL of her nude pictures. She'll be offering password access to her photos, sexy phone chat or online chat. And get this, she's even selling her panties. All this for 5 bucks..lol...She's also meeting people in realtime (locally) and says she might travel. For 5 bucks, I'd say this is much more for pleasure than business...Good luck terry you horney little devil. I will try to post your pictures on my blog when I upload them like I promised. You can contact her at terryxxxpics@aol.com She's always giving away explicit photos of herself for fun. I think its turns her on to know that men are looking at her.

Sorry I've been gone for a few days. Its been a bit crazy here. There was a fire here at the Red Roof. Alot of damage was done. Tons of clean up work still has to be done. Someone went to bed with a cigarette (a likely story isn't it). My room still smells like smoke. There are 17 rooms that aren't in service. They should be back in no time. This is the first fire this place has every had. I've been working nonstop with the clean up crew and the construction guys who are fixing the rooms. Sorry this blog is on such a solemn note but I will be back soon to update you on whats been happening on the sex train since I last wrote. There may have been a fire but the sex train never left the tracks. Be back soon.

CLICK HERE to see me with my teddy. Mike from AOL and I had a great time. We met for dinner than a movie, then of course went to my place. You know how I hate to disappoint. Mike didnt disappoint either. He looked just like his photos, clothed and unclothed. He stood over 6 feet tall towering over my 5 foot frame. But he doesnt mind short women. He picked me up like a rag doll and gave me such a sweet hug.

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So, I've been penpaling with a man in PA for about a month now and he also reads my blogs. Before I knew it we were trading pictures and our life stories. So he popped the question tonight in a chat room. "So Regina, You want to meet me?" What an awfully wonderfully thing this might turn out to be. I know what you're thinking for all I know the hundreds of delicious photos he sent me aren't really him. I've thought of that already! Anyway, just the same we are going to meet at local restuarante. Its very low key, low light and romantic and always crowded. The worst that can happen is I fake a bathroom break and squeeze my fat ass out the bathroom window. He'll probably read this before we meet!!! Well, he seems normal enough. He's 41, a fireman and he's divorced. He's looking for a little excitement and so am I. Sue us. Well, after we meet tomorrow he'll become just another adventure story that makes it to my blog. Maybe thats what he wants anyway? To read about his performance on the blog. Oh, how kinky. So Mike, If you're reading this tonight sweety, I can't wait to see you tomorrow. Sleep well lover. Your trashy friend, the red roof widow.

I'm exhausted. I really think I've over done it the last few days. What was I thinking? Too much of a good thing  can even be a bad thing. Have a little minor bruising on my rear end from being spanked. I'm taking the day of tomorrow for a little r & r. I deserve it. Master Silver called today. He requests my presence tomorrow. I turned him down. Never thought I'd find myself doing that, but so the story goes, sometimes once I've had you I lose my fascination. Men do it all the time, whats the difference, Master or no Master. Maybe I'm not cut out as a submissive. But thats okay, I'm perfectly happy with my occassional midnight lovers and my sister in law Grace. So the red roof mistress is back, the infatuation with Master Silver has subsided and I'm on to my next addiction, catching the next sex train.  Any body got a ticket to ride? Cause:"shes got a ticket to ride, yea shes got a ticket to ride and she dont care"

He was dressed like a prince. I don't know why I expected any less. Caesar is very handsome in the day light. I was expecting the same dark mysterious man from the sex dungeon. Instead I found a charming and handsome gentlemen that still exuded the same authority. We agreed to meet in the lobby so when I recieved a knock at my door I was surprised. He was standing there with a smile and a small package. His gift was a book called Screw the Roses, Send Me the Thorns. Its basically BDSM 101. Everything you need to know about sadomasochism. Yummy.

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Well, this is a pleasant change of plans. Master Silver called the front desk and they had me paged. His real name I discovered is Caesar. He gave me permission to call him Caesar. What a devlish name he has:) He asked if I was off today because he's coming to the Red Roof! How perfect! I look like an abosolute mess and so does my room, and I only have 3 hours to turn my room into the perfect sex dungeon and myself into the perfect sex kitten. Can it be done? Of course, your talking to Gina here. Getting laid is what I do, and I do it well. I realize my posts are usually much more informative than today, but I really must get ready, but I promise to return after Caesar's visit and faithfully give you the details. Just make sure you come back:) Love, Caesar's sex kitten, the red roof widow.

Here I am. CLICK HERE. Yea, So I'm only smirking, sorry I don't smile. Anyway--I have returned absolutely exhausted from all the festivities the other night. Grace can't stop talking about what happened. I think I've made a monster of her. Now she will be an exhibitionist like myself. She's in love with Mark, and I'm head over heels over Master Silver. And as I promised I think I caught his attention because I got a phone call from him this afternoon requesting my presence back at the dungeon next week. I was as happy as a school girl who finds out her parents are going to let her borrow the car. I wonder what treat is in store for me next week. What in hell am I going to do till then? I'm not one for waiting. But Master Silver isn't exactly someone who takes kindly to being rushed. You know I must go shopping for the perfect outfit. Something that will make even him quiver. If/When I find the perfect F&%$ me outfit I will take a photo and share it with you. Is that allowed on here? Just in case email me and I will send it. Well, I must get going every muscle on my body still aches. But its one of those good aches. Your trashy friend REGINALOVER@AOL.COM