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How did something so beautiful flourish from such a hostil environment- the closest sound to a waterfall was the leaking tap from one of the dated  hotel rooms . The sound from the streets filled the hotel corridors with echoing screeches From intoxicated young adults arriving back to there over priced hotel rooms. Yet when I stepped inside number 256 everything changed. The darkness of the room left a cold feel in the atmosphere, yet lights from an opposite hotel filled part of the room leaving a shadow across his face, he pulled me in tight to his body- instant goose pimples arose on my skin and shiver so intense shot down my spine- yet a warm feeling hit my heart, a holiday fling , surly nothing more could come from this cheap drunken night i was about to spend in this dated hotel room. He ran his hot palms down the side of my body and pulled my dress up running his fingers along my thighs and hips until he reached my ribs, a incredible feeling rushed through my body, nothing I could describe or had felt before. This had To be the alcohol talking in my mind. This stranger could not have a touch like no one elses, I met him on an under 25 holiday - this wasn't a run down vintage bar in 90210 this was magaluf. The room seemed to heat up the cold breeze had left and I felt my body flaring up- as he laid me down and brushed his hands through my hair my body felt warmer. He ran his hands back down my stomach and across my black silk pants. I arose the next morning with a sting So intence pulsating in my head, yet this feeling of the unknown still lay deep inside- who was this mysterious man, and yet foggy and unclear I couldn't help but think I had experienced the best Most Passionate night in my life.