I was brought to a classroom and this time the other girls I met atdinner were also there. The teacher was a middle aged woman namedCarol was introdu...ed as a life coach and today's lesson was to discussfeminine responsibility given to us by society. What was expected forgirls and how to accept our new roles. We were to discuss men andmarriage and even child raising. She explained that we need a fullunderstanding of a woman's mind and societal expectations.For the next 2 hours she lectured. We had similar interests and when I mentioned my woodworking hobby he said he'd always wanted to try but never knew enough about it. I happened to have a card handy with my email on it so I gave it to him and said he could email me for more information. When he looked at my email address he got a smirk on his face, looked straight into my eyes and said, "I know you, I read your story on Xhamster and you included this email address for people to comment to."Oh shit! I felt embarrassed and the. "Wow, I never knew that," I said."Well, it's not something I go around telling everyone," Kate replied."Okay then, well did you like it?" I asked.She smirked a little bit. Obviously she did like it, but I think she was still a little embarrassed. "Yes, I liked it for the most part. It was different from a man, sexually I mean. It was something I, too, just wanted to try at some point, and the opportunity just turned up. So we went out for three months, and then we broke it off semi-mutually,". This exercise in misdirection was not high on the ladder of what’s headline newsworthy in today’s terms, but it was a lot more dangerous than it appeared on the surface and that made me pause before I took another step without a minesweeper team in front of me doing all the nervous sweating.Sometimes, even that precaution doesn’t work too well, but that’s another story.Three-Finger was using the binoculars to check out the warehouses touted to us as a likely place for the blackmailers to use as.