She’d never been taken somewhere like this, Matt must really want to impress her. He pulled her chair out and she sat, listening to the soft music p...aying in the background. Matt took the liberty of ordering them a glass of champagne and then fixed his gaze on her. Julie shifted slightly in her seat, those chocolate brown eyes penetrated right through her, making her feel deliciously comfortable. After she perused the menu, Matt ordered for the both of them. Their meal was a quiet one, both of. .yea, I will do it. We can use the massage table back here" "No, I have my own massage room at my house" handing me a business card. "here is my address, come by tonight around 7pm." I forced a smile, and nodded my head and told him "OK" Later that night I was pulling into his drive way, I was having second thoughts. His house was an older ranch kept up pretty nicely. I had debated what I should wear. I was leaning towards some modest baggy sweatpants and a big t-shirt. But I decided on. He did have two hands and two legs. The legs were out of proportion to the rest of the body, as if belonging to a much larger being.“I am amphibious too.” I said and pointed at the gill slits at the base of my neck.” I can understand your love for water.” Then I asked. “Are you in any form of danger or harm because of that suit you wear?”“My own suit recycles the water much more efficient than this one. This one appears to be malfunctioning. You see I need to exchange body waste materials. He had to pull some contacts, but this was presented to him as the only thing remotely close.I stopped after a couple steps, still looking up at the house and the old couple waiting. “Caribbean voodoo. What you came up with was Caribbean voodoo sex? Is it more d**gs, Hein? You know I am not a person into playing with d**gs.”“I know.” He chuckled, turned and held my shoulders. “You don’t need d**gs, or even alcohol, to drop inhibitions.”I laughed, “I have inhibitions?”“Exactly.”We continued up.