Masturbation is the last resort if I haven’t found a top to come to my room. There is nothing more exciting than to be nude and to hear an anonymous top tap on my door (left ajar) and enter my dimly lit room.Is it strange that I'm the same way? When I end up on the ground floor I'm fairly reluctant to open the curtains, but a few floors up?
It's even better doing this when you're not alone in the room (which is tragically rare when I travel for work)