Lisais dressed in the pants and wants me to watch her change her diaper. Icouldn't help but joke - "That depends!" Ha Ha! She said as she grabbedmy ha...d and pulled me toward her room.I sat on the bed, very ladylike, I might add. Lisa removed her slacksand I saw the scars for the first time. Her legs were beautiful. Ididn't really see any scars but what I thought to be kind of masculinelegs. Not hairy, but tough and well-shaped. She was wearing a plain oldwhite 'Depends' adult underwear, which I. We spoke for about 4 hours and by this time we were comfortable in talking about sex and how we had each had tried to have a good one with each of our earlier partners. As we spoke, we were really horny and wanted to have it. I invited her to my apartment and she said yes. At that time we opened up video chat and saw each other for the first time. No boobs or dick show, just to see if the other person is real. She took a risk to the nearby coffee shop and I picked her up in my car. We chatted. I was still in a bit of a daze as we made our way to Stansted. We talked all the way and made lots of promises about seeing each other again soon.Mike helped me with my luggage as far as he was allowed, we kissed and hugged and said our goodbyes, and I made my way into the airport after a quick smoke.The flight home to Turkey takes four hours, and my head was so full of thoughts. The positives. I had got some of the very best sex ever from Mike, and I knew I was going to get some more. I had. After a few miscalculations, I found a path between the other rocks and to the landward of Virgin Rock. From there, I could climb it, even in my gear.I turned off the air, took off the faceplate, and lay face-down on the rock. The black suit was warm in the sunlight. I’d pushed myself and still had a swim back. I rested. Indeed, I dozed.“Did ye come back to me, Davy?” It was a woman’s voice -- or a girl’s -- soft and close. So much for no one’s ever climbed this rock before. I lay silent. The.