Always eager, always willing to please, always willing to do anything. ‘Ah, Mike, I have a surprise.’ ‘Ah, Wendy, please explain,’ I said with...my finger on the intercom button, my other hand adjusting my growing erection. ‘Mike, Dave and Amy are also here.’ ‘Fuck,’ I thought. ‘Could Brad’s spell have been broken, am I on the threshold of being exposed as a charlatan and a hypocrite, fuck, fuck, fuck. This was not good.’ With my erection having vanished, I told Wendy to send them in. The group. “Where are you going?” she asked. “Chennai. And you?”“Me too.” She said: “It’s very hot there, sand, beaches, lots of sun” “That’s a small world for 2 people to meet!” She exclaimed. I stood up and told her I was gonna go to get some magazine for reading. She followed me and we had a very friendly chat. She appeared to be very communicative and talkative. She would speak about everything,from bodybuilding(my topic)to lifestyle and fashion(her topic). Hardly any thing she didn’t know. she was. Brown hair. Green eyes. In a good enough shape to pass off as an average Joe. Dressed in as casual as a guy should, but only because I can't afford anything expensive. My only vice was the bottle. Didn't do drugs or gambled. Didn't even smoke. Just a guy who just wants to earn himself a better living in this hot beach swept city I call home after leaving my parent's place 2 years ago. Miami was still quite a place though. Lots of things happen here in almost every little dark corner or high. ”I nodded yes and she put her hand on my shoulder. I could smell her perfume and when my hand bumped against her she wasn’t soft anymore. “It must be the girdle,” I thought, being such an expert on such things and grinned at how much I thought I knew. I loved having Mom’s hand on my shoulder as we walked out towards the back door.I hesitated at the door wanting to say what was on my mind but thought it might sound stupid. “What is it Larry,” Mom asked and turned towards me. “I just wanted to.