All around me, memorable human beings were leaving their footprints on the pages of history and I was the joker in the pack unable to fit into any win...ing hand unless the rules were changed to allow my consideration. It made me feel less than human and more like some visitor from an alien planet using my own species for my pleasure and too dangerous for meaningful actions.I was unable to share my fears with any of my followers or the females that shared my bed because it would taint their. They were molded to her at her hips and thighs, came in at the knees and flared out a bit at the bottom. The crotch was snug to her womanly features without cutting in too much and being obscene. I’ve seen her wear these pants to work a hundred times but couldn’t remember them being so sexy.The blouse that she had chosen to wear was a silky sheer white, button up. You could make out the lacy bra that she was wearing under the blouse and it made me wonder what she had on under her slacks. I knew. Her dad pulled up and didn't even get out to help with her luggage. I picked up her bag and loaded it into the trunk. "Thanks for waiting with me Mr Anderson." Lindsey said holding her hand out to shake. "It was no trouble." I said. I walked around to the drivers window to introduce myself. The window was down and I smelled alcohol! I introduced my self to her father. He definitely wasn't what I would have expected, for such a polite young lady, I would have expected at least the same from her. Sometimes the client, in this case the Honourable Lady Bletchley-Havering, one of the ancient and wealthy Sussex Haverings, wanted to be present at the moment the adulterers were discovered in flagrente. This meant a lot more hanging around by both the photographer and me while she was brought to the scene in her chauffeur-driven Bentley from whatever fancy West End hotel she was staying at for the night.I didn’t know it at the time that I was speaking to Miss la Mare about my prior engagement,.