Frankfurt am MainApril 22
“Now this is a six,” Martin judged, stroking Helena’s back.
For nearly two hours, they’d been lolling about in bed, naked, in the luxury suite of the Jumeirah Frankfurt Hotel, enjoying the impressive view of the Frankfurt skyscrapers. Even the pleasant spring weather hadn’t lured them out for a walk. Martin especially, found the hotel a welcome change. He rarely went on business trips, and wasn’t used to such luxury accommodations. He and Helena usually went to the mountains for vacation, or tried to get as far away from civilization as they could, but they’d both agreed that their anonymous client’s budget could handle it. At least he wasn’t complaining so far.
“I’d give it… I’d give it a seven,” Helena mused. “Oh, oh, sweet child o’ mine,” she crooned along w
