Not that I was a bad looking man, I wasn’t. I was a good looking, muscular man who was physically fit but she was hot, really hot. She was the hotte...t woman there besides Yvonne. Dare I say, she was even hotter than Yvonne. Together we were easily the sexiest and the hottest couples in the room. ‘Nice to meet you,’ said Bill shaking my hand. Not wasting any time, when Bill leaned in to kiss Yvonne on the cheek, being the whore that she is, she threw her arms around his neck and gave him a. I told him to put the camera down I looked at him “I have an extra pair of panties would you like to wear them?” he nodded, I reached under my pillow and pulled out a pair of white, satin bikini panties, I wrapped them around my cock and stroked it for a minute and then handed them over to him “take of your pants I said”.He nervously stripped while I enjoyed watching his smooth sexy and untouched body, he took the panties from my hand and slipped them on, I kept lowly stroking my cock, I was. As He tightened his hold on me, He finally spoke and whispered in my ear, “Hey Baby. I can’t believe you’re here.” That voice pierced through me and I could only gasp in reply. When you’re having sex with someone over the Internet or on the phone you can stimulate yourself to an extent and even mimic the actions of the person you’re wishing you were with. But the one thing you cannot substitute is kissing. Whenever He wrote or spoke about kissing me I would melt. And now, as he spun me around. I had just lost someone and it upset me that a young life should be so cruelly snuffed out before its potential could be realised. The victim was a young girl, probably eighteen or nineteen, she had no ID on her so I was guessing here, and she had OD’d on heroin. She was found in an alley where her ‘friends’ had dumped her and if it wasn’t for the fact that I saw them from a distance as they ran from the alley I wouldn’t have gotten involved. I called the ambulance and tried to keep her alive.