I took the bus to work and used to eye off a spunky guy who caught the bus at the same stop as me. Eventually I joined a gay social club and was persu...ded to go to a “gay church” – who should I meet but the guy from the bus. His name was Hugh and he was 19. He recognised me from the bus and we got chatting, he suggested we get together and asked if I could take a bit of pain. I wasn’t sure how to answer this as I was totally inexperienced and I wasn’t sure what he had in mind – and he wouldn’t. Then he came in the towel and changed his dress. We went to a restaurant and had some snacks and coffee.I said, “Papa, I need to buy some garments, can we go now?” It was late in the afternoon. We went to one boutique. He gave me his credit card and said, “I will wait here, you go and buy whatever you want.”I took my time browsing through the boutique. I then bought a few revealing and short dresses, designer inners, etc. As you all know, Goa has many foreign tourists and they wear skimpy. As the tears streamed from his eyes, he heard an unfamiliar voice, "You know I can help you." It said."Who are you and why are you in my room!?" asked Kyle."Don't ask questions boy, I came to help you." Who are you? What are you doing here? I'm going to call 9-1-1 if you don't leave!" Kyle, relax." Kyle suddenly felt his muscles relax. He began to yell for help when the voice spoke again, "Kyle, don't say anything. Relax."Kyle felt himself fully relax. The voice spoke again, "Kyle, what is. Her huge tits barely concealed under that little bikini top. He followed as she led him into the living room, his eyes on her ass as it bounced as she walked. He could feel his cock getting hard just watching her.“Officer Darnell, this is Stacey.” His eyes shifted to the lady on the couch. There she was; the lady he had spoken to the other day. Dennis had charged him an even grand for tonight, but FuckYeah, it was going to be worth it.Stacey was sitting on the couch, her long legs crossed, very.