"I'msorry," she started, "but I don't remember you." That's all right," I responded, holding out my hand to shake.I only meant it to be what it seemed... a simple handshake. However themoment her skin touched mine, I could feel the warmth inside of her,clearly remembering the intense pleasure absorbing it gave me. Withalmost no hesitation, I started to feed off of her. To drain her of hervery femininity.Then I snatched my hand back a moment later with a gasp. "I'm... I'msorry," I stammered,. . A middle-aged man opened the door. Lloyd and Amber were invited in. The man who let them in introduced himself as Duke and led them through a big house and then invited them to sit down once he reached the living room. Lloyd looked around nd was in awe of everything he saw in Duke's house. He wondered what Duke did for a living.Lloyd looked at Duke and asked, "What do you do for a living? This is some nice place you have"Duke looked at him and said, " I really don't think it matters what I. Furthermore, her audience was her own brother. I had to remind her of her promise before she followed my instructions. She hesitantly unbuttoned her jeans and pulled them to the ground. As her jeans slipped lower, her long t-shirt fell lower and covered her crotch area. She then slid her underwear lower which I recognized as a black thong. With her private still hidden behind her long t-shirt, she stepped out of her jeans and walked towards the bed. She initially sat at the edge of the. She sent me a few photos of herself just in her bra and panties and she had a beautiful body, with white soft skin with long black hair. Her breast were small but still perfect in my eyes and they suited the shape of her body perfectly.After a couple more emails we decided to meet as we did not live too far apart so we agreed on meeting in town first and have something to eat and see where things go from there, so when the day came for our meet I rushed round getting my self and the house ready.