.."I'm lying on my bed , wondering why I'm talking to a stranger!"I was sure she isn't lying , coz i knew she gave me the correct age, single for 6 y...s and she is texting from her room, so getting the right answers from her i was more excited, so i asked her boldly..."What are you wearing?" You are a very naughty boy. Why would u want to know what am i wearing? R u in bed too?" I know what u look like, so if you could tell me it would help me visualise you more, and yes, I'm in bed. A bit domineering perhaps, a bit of fire breathing, fire and brimstone preacher, but a good man nevertheless. Besides his wife Hazel was 34, and while it was obvious that the African men admired, perhaps even lusted after her mature, full busted curves, she was old enough to watch out for herself. After 18 years of marriage she had never given him any reason to question her behaviour.Certainly she had come back from that Gospel Weekend with a light in her eye, and an unaccustomed bounce in her. " What to?" I asked."These," she said as she pulled out another four images. "These are the rude ones I was telling you about." She chuckled naughtily like a teenager.I sat on the chair with my dick growing uncomfortably as I looked at four technically good, but compositionally poor, pictures of Pam posing in four different ways.They all featured her in the nude, in a range of awkward stances, with a crumpled sheet in the background. I could feel myself beginning to shake as I looked at them. I. The officer, who asked David to identify himself, had knowledge of our encounter in the field. “Who were you with today?” the officer asked. “I was by myself officer”. “What were you doing on this property?” “I needed a place to pull over and answer my emails” David answered. “Who was the girl with you?” “There wasn’t any girl with me” he fibbed again. The information the officer was privy to, claimed different. While at work, I received 7 phone calls from a private number. “Well, I can’t.