As the woman had said, there wasn’t much to clean. My hostess had sucked me dry. I looked at my watch and checked the time, making certain that I ha... not missed my rendezvous with my cousin, pleased to see that I was just under my self-imposed time limit. I was satisfied, and though I guess technically I was still a virgin, this encounter had given me the confidence that I needed to know I would be able to perform when the time came. And I had gotten away with it, too.I had just finished. Gloria stands five foot seven, has a great figure, long brown hair,blue eyes and a very pretty face. Her main flaw is that when shebecomes fanatical about anything, it is useless to argue with her. Shechose to marry me two years ago instead of any of her other suitors,even though I have to admit that I was not the best catch available toher. I am only an inch taller than Gloria, had and still do have a veryslight build. I only weigh about five or ten pounds more than myshapely wife. People have. I look. Typical college kid, unlike me, you know."Yes. Do I know you?" I don't think so. My name's Garrett. Garret Jones." Garret is maybe six feet tall, a bit shorter than my Dan, his hair is brown like his eyes. He's not fat, but not skinny, either, and he's dressed in that informal fashion that one would expect on campus."Hello, Garrett," I said. "I'm Cindy Richards. Happy to meet you." You look young to be in college," he said.Ah, that's the reason he chose me out of the crowd. Young. "I'm. He was ready to meet first on skype.So I caught him on skype and we chatted about general things. He was a French man. That itself excited me as Frenchmen are known for a passionate sex. I asked him what he liked. Thankfully he said he likes to make love, slowly and he said he likes lot of foreplay. I said I love it too. He said he wants me to dress up like a girl completely with all make up. He specially wanted me to apply red nail paint. I said ok. I told him I was indian and if he would like.