A man attentive enough to not only open the car door, but who also offers his arm as support while she attempts to navigate the rough gravel in her st...appy heels makes a significant impression on Issy. Holding onto John’s strong arm certainly makes Issy’s heart race. John instructs the driver to wait and then leads Issy over to the quaint little arched wooden bridge with a railing that crosses a small stream running towards the ocean that separates the gravel parking lot from the adjacent. ...glad you could make it. We have a lot of work ahead but perhaps wecan have the occasional fun." And as he said the his deep blue eyesseemed to penetrate me and I wondered if he knew I was gay and had had acrush on him for the last two years.As we drove to his villa on the coast near the Yumbo Centre ( I had beenthere before and had enjoyed the gay bars and clubs, sometimes dressed asmy other half Janine). We talked in the car about the research workahead, a book he was writing about the rise. After 2 months of fantasizing and flirting with him i decided to make my move i needed that black cock inside me .I decided to wear the sluttiest school uniform i had it was short tight barely covered my boobs and i wore a killa pair of platform heels .Boy did i look like a little slut .I decided to be late as i wanted everyone to look at me walk in .As soon as i walk in i could see the buldge in his pants grow so i had to be naughty to get put on detention ,my plan worked and my teacher told. As she spoke, I stripped off my clothing and lay on the bed, all boned up in anticipation of a quick fuck. “Hello, I’m Lynda. My husband and I saw your ad in ‘The Oyster’”, she said, as I listened to her side of the conversation. “I’m twenty-four,” she answered, “and my husband, Ed, is twenty-six.”“Yes, we’ve been trying to get pregnant for two years and recently learned that Ed is impotent. We can’t afford the invitro thing. So what are you offering?”“No, I’m sorry. We already have plans for.