On the morning of the "rally," he set up his tables in a small inexpensive banquet hall that he had reserved, and then waited.A little after 9:00, a l...ne woman entered the banquet hall. The erotic writer was sitting at one of the tables with assorted pamphlets and brochures scattered across the table."Hi," she said, handing him a copy of the email that he had sent to her. "I'm here for the rally."He was pleased that she took his bait. He would have a lot of fun with her if she accepted his. She looked so enticing to him. He kept up his slow message and followed her eyes after she handed off the glass, as she renewed her active attention to his powerful pulsing copious cock. After handing off the glass she continued to stand before him, watching his self manipulation continue. She had never been with a man so open, so fearless in his willingness to express himself in this manner before her hungering eyes. This was certainly a new experience for her and one she had only imagined in. The light from the rising sun looked startling bright after the hours in darkness inside the lonely cave.When Alice stood unsteadily on the scattered pebbles just outside the cave’s entrance, she realized the new day was actually heavily overcast and the far away mountains were shrouded by a dense fog that might easily hide a snowstorm inside with harsh reality of a cold winter approaching rapidly.The pretty young girl dressed in the skimpy torn dress and the serviceable sandals that protected. Dad mentioned it and I chuckled. “Maybe I should get her address” I said.Back home we unpacked everything and sat down with a coffee. “What did you mean about getting that girl’s address?” dad asked “what DID you do at Sid and Sue’s place”. I smiled “dad I know about you and Sue. It’s fine. She taught me so much”. Dad grinned “so you know she is for hire”. “Yes dad and I was too”. He came over on the couch and hugged me. “I never told your mother but I knew what would happen. I just didn’t.