I was out of the convention and back at my hotel where I stayed for Boston. I entered the elevator and entered the number to my floor. After that, Mark walked in with Bob and Wade. They engaged in small talk with each other as they entered their floor number. I was a bit surprised that he didn't recognize me from the panel from earlier. I wanted him to notice me, but I couldn't make it any more subtle until Bob and Wade would grow suspicious. The elevator reached my floor and I walked out, but with a bit extra.
As I walked out, I grabbed a bit of Mark's behind just enough so Bob and Wade won't notice. He let out a slight gasp for I knew he finally recognized me. I left and looked back as seductive as I could to see Mark looking at me with a flustered face. He didn't know what to do or say. I walked down the hall and to my room.
I opened the door to my door with my key and sat on my bed. Wow, I did that. I thought to myself. It took me a while to wrap my head around it, but I finally let it go and lie down.
Later that night, I was woken up by knocking at my door. I rubbed my eyes and fixed myself up a bit before I answered the door... It was Mark.
"Hey, you were that girl from the panel, right?" I was a bit shocked at how he managed to find me. I stood for a while before answering.
"Well, there were plenty of girls there." I said in a calm voice. I could tell that he didn't want to say the next answer.
"Ugh, the one that touched me from the back." He grew a light shade of pink and looked me in the eye.
"Yeah..." I answered, trying to be innocent.
"Well then, I came to let you know that what you did was very innapropriate to do in front of everyone else."
"Sorry, I couldn't help myself."
"It's fine... just don't do it again, okay?"
"Fine."
He left my doorway to head towards the elevator. I didn't know what to do, but I did know that I can't just let him leave. I know I wanted him. I called his name. "Hey Mark!"
He looked back at me. "Look, I really need to go..."
"Just listen," I didn't exactly know how to ask him to stay with me... "I know you'd have to go back to LA, but I was wondering if you could come with me."
"What? No! I can't do that. You know I need to have videos uploaded, right?"
"Well then, how about I come with you?" A strike of silence struck and nothing was said. I could tell he was probably considering letting me come with him to LA. It wouldn't be much trouble, I could just pack some stuff and move in with him.
"I'd love to take you, you seem like a nice young lady, but I don't know if other people would be too happy about this..." He had a point. He has many fans that would be jealous to see another girl in his household.
"True, but I could just stay in silence, you know? It could be our little secret." More silence came. This time he really thought about it.
"Do you promise to keep it secret from all of your friends?" He had a look of seriousness in his eyes. I knew he didn't want me blabbing about it to anyone else. Of course that wouldn't be a problem, knowing me.
"I promise."
"Are you sure? I've been lied to before and I don't want to be lied to again." I knew he had a rough past, so now I plan to make his time now much better. I'll show him a good time. That is, if he lets me move in with him.
"I promise! Trust me."
