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was
nothing like any girl I had ever dated before, and I couldn't believe how lucky
I had been to win her over. There were a few times I had to pull the car over, especially
once Natalie straddled me and started kissing my neck. I would have killed us both
for sure, because the moment she did it, I could hardly remember my own name.
She was insatiable, really, she couldn’t get enough of me, and I certainly
wasn't complaining. Everything she did drove me a little crazy, and it took
everything I muster not to take her right there in the car. But I had to settle
with some quick make-out sessions before we headed back on the road. Due to
these make-out sessions, we were making terrible time. But it was our Christmas
vacation, and if we got there a few hours later, so what?   It was a beautiful drive, and the winding
roads were breathtaking. There wasn’t enough room on either side of the road to
stop, so Natalie had to take pictures from the moving car.   It was amazing to be driving along the sides
of cliffs, and the view was incredible.   I couldn't have asked for a better trip. The sights were great, the
company was even better, and I had a few days off from school and training.
    We reached North Carolina at
around 1:00 in the morning. We still had a few hours to drive to get to our
destination, so we decided to stop at a hotel for the night.   It turned out that Natalie had assumed I had
booked us a room for the evening, but I hadn't. In fact, aside from thinking of
seducing her in a hotel, I hadn't thought much about it at all. So our only
other option at that point was to drive around and stop at one. The problem
with that, however, was that there were no vacancies anywhere. All the chain
hotels were booked up for the night due to Christmas, and so we were left with
the motels in the area, and even then, we continued to drive by them, seeing
all the “vacancy” lights turned off. I was starting to panic as I saw Natalie's
irritation level rising quickly.
    “I just don't understand why you
didn't do it. What did you think was going to happen when we arrived in the
city during Christmastime?”
    “You're right, Natalie, I'm
totally to blame. I do remember you asking me to. But with the fight and
everything else, it just slipped my mind. And yes, I did think that I could
just drive up to one, and that it would be okay.”
    “It's okay, I'm just starting to wonder what we are going to do. I don't exactly want to
spend the night in your car.”
    “We won't; I will find us
something.”
    Well the problem with that little
promise was that there was nothing out there. As we kept driving, I finally saw
a vacancy sign in the distance.
    “There's one,” she practically
shouted at me.
    I pulled into the only motel we
could find in the area, and to be honest, it reminded me of the Bates Motel. I
parked, feeling a little uneasy, and I smiled at her before I got out of the
car. “See, we found one.”
    She looked a little unsure of my
confidence as she took a good look at the long line of rooms before us. I
couldn't blame her; it definitely looked like I had pulled into the scene of
the next horror movie. Being stabbed to death in her sleep wasn't exactly her
idea of a Christmas vacation, I was sure of that much. I left the car and went
into the office to get a room. I was relieved at least when the motel manager
didn't resemble Norman Bates.
    “Hey there, I need a room for the
night.”
    The manager slid the guest book
in from of me like we were still in the 1950s, and I scrawled my name in it. I
paid cash for the room and took the key from his hand. I ran back out to the
car, drove to Room 21, and parked in front of it. Natalie was looking out the
windshield at the room and turned to me.
    “How much did it cost?”
    “It's not important. Let's go.”
We both got out of the car and headed to the door.
    “Jet, how much did the room
cost?” She wasn't letting it go, and I really didn't want to tell her.
    “Jet?”
    I