As I was reading or at least trying to read my grandfather'sjournal entries I was trying to recreate a formula my grandfather used,but I was not havin... a lot of luck. Apparently the estrogen and thetestosterone were blocking each other so I knew I had increase one ordecrease the other. So I tried to increase the testosterone and leavethe estrogen alone but nothing happened, same when I tried the otherway. I then tried to increase the estrogen and decrease thetestosterone when all of a sudden my. I could not believe that such a slut could exsist and be interested in me!We eventually agreed to meet up and, I must admit, despite fears of all of it being some scam or fake profile, she turned out to be real. We got back to her place and the hardcore, x rated sex soon followed.She sat me on the couch and after pouring me a glass of wine headed off into the bedroom. "Don't move a muscle, well not yet anyway" She called out to me. I patiently waited, blood rushing to my penis with excitment,. He laid one on the chair he was sitting in and sat on top of the towel as she instructed. He placed the other on the table and waited. Stella finished something and stood up careful not to drip on her skirt or her chair. She had become adept at this in her years playing at work. These were not her first chairs. Playtime always seemed to make a mess, even with her precautions. Her heels clicked as she walked over to the boy who sat waiting. Stella noticed his cock had remained hard. Okay.I looked at her and while I did, I made the stupid mistake of putting my elbow on the table and started to rest my head on my hand. OOPS! The look I received was enough! She told me to always keep one hand on my lap unless I was going to use a knife to cut with. Okay.Next, Mrs. Brown asked me when was the last time I had gotten my hair at least trimmed. She put the emphasis on the "at least" part. I told her that it had been awhile and she just smiled and nodded. (Okay, I now knew what the.