She had played well in a number of matches when there had been a team member who had to drop out, proved herself and been invited to become a permanen... member. Peter was delighted for her and asked her whether she had plans for the summer vacation.“Not as such but there is one tennis match the day after term ends so I can’t disappear for any length of time and then there’s a tournament the first week in July which is a must. What about you, Dad?”“I haven’t given it much thought other than a. I again looked in the mirror and saw a girl. I was a skinny, adolescent version of Lauren. I was short and slim, almost skinny. Long blond hair fell over my shoulders and covered my still flat chest - with absolutely HUGE nipples. I was what I assumed Lauren looked like when she was 12 or 13. They let me out of the chair and examined me. I had shriveled to 5'2 and only weighed 83 pounds! I was less than half the person I used to be, and very tired. A nurse had me take a quick shower then I was. Briana leaned up and kissed me on the lips, I could taste her faint lip gloss. She seemed so grown up. We had dinner together, afterward we went to one of the bars, as we walked in hand and hand, we got a couple weird looks, a couple smiles too. I drank, we danced. Mostly slow dancing, tightly holding each other, I could feel her rapidly breathing occasionally as she shifted her body around and against my cock, pressing her tiny tits against me, snuggling close. It became late, we. I was really pleased to learn at the end of the meeting that I had passed Jasmin’s initial screening. Only later did I learn that she wasn’t setting the bar too high. She wasn’t looking for a relationship or even a regular sugar baby monthly stipend. She didn’t want a commitment or to be obligated. She was simply looking for a few regular customers who would pay her for rough sex. The initial meeting over coffee allowed her to check that her potential “date” was not an axe murderer. I passed.