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We were going on another "hotel date." We'd get a nice suite, and have a week end get-away close to home. Jim had his license suspended again, so I picked him up. He just had a small bag, and we were ready to leave. I noticed him slip something inside my purse, but I didn't say anything. We went to the hotel, and checked in, then got ready to go out for the night. I wore my jeans with a rhinestone studded leather belt, my boots, a crop top, and an open white blouse, tied at the bottom. We went out country music dancing, mostly I danced, Jim watched and drank.
