"Hello Peter have you come to help me?" she asked."Help you with what?" I replied.Then Natalie moved to the coffee table and bent over, lifting up her...dress she revealed her naked white ass that sat at the top of her white stockings and then she glanced back at me."I need you to fuck my ass" she smiled."What!?" I gasped"My fiancé doesn't want to fuck my ass, he doesn't like it, but I want to try it just once before I am married, so please Peter fuck my ass" she said staring right at me.I looked. Colleen didn’t flinch, so I figured this was normal for these flights…..which made sense, given everything else I’d experienced since learning about this job. It was about to get even more interesting.Colleen introduced me to our regular client – Terry – who was a decent looking guy, about 6’ tall, and seemed kind of jovial. He gave me an appreciative head-to-toe inspection as we shook hands, and I could tell by the way his eyes locked onto my jiggling breasts that he had set his sights on. I'vegotten pretty good at makeup and I hate to admit it, but I feel nakedwithout it. I try not to over do it with the makeup, but I like to havea little on whenever I go out. It isn't because I want to look pretty;the reason is because it helps with my disguise. Over the years I'vecome to notice how different a woman can look when she isn't wearingmakeup. Despite the breast implants and change in hair color, I'm stillafraid of getting caught and someone recognizing me as Clayton. With. She got a job at a mall and was constantly surrounded by older people. Eventually she stopped seeing me as a boyfriend and just a k** even though I was 18. She would later go on to cheat on me with this big black mall security guard. She would never admit it but snooping over twitter I was able to put two and two together and realize she had slept with him. It was devastating. It hurt particularly more because throughout the relationship she would tell me how she was never attracted to black.