Honestly, when I met Linda, the first thing I saw was her big ass and I had decided then and there that one day I would fuck her ass. Her boobs were n...t too big or should say, not big at all. She was eighteen, at that time and still not completely developed. Late bloomer maybe. She was an inch taller than me and one-hundred-and-twenty-pounds. Puffy nipples. Big Ass. Small Pussy. Shy in nature but a freak in bed. No matter how many times you fucked her, she would always want more. She was not. His nameis Jean-Jacques. He took her away from Croatia 2 ? years old. He ishooked on heroin. He is her agency for modeling (that's why they are inTokyo). Jean-Jacques loves to gamble (he has an image of him beingbillionaire but it's all in his head. The only money he has is fromBla?enka and he spends it a lot.)Jean-Jacques takes care of booking and all of her money (he spends it onheroin). They have a small studio in Paris (in a bad, bad neighborhood,Porte de Clignancourt). He beats her. David asked if we would like to join him for a night cap, to which we agreed. David poured us all whiskies and we settled down on the settee.As Kate settled down her skirt rode up her legs revealing long tanned legs and a glimpse of her white knickers. David did not miss the opportunity and started flattering Kate telling her that she could be a model, etc.Kate was obviously flattered and her face blushed a deep red. David told us that he was a keen photographer and took photos at wedding and. The loneliness I felt inside. The years wasted not having someone special to share them with. Just me, myself and I, and all 3 of us were getting tired of the same old crap. Dinner, alone. Movie, alone. Maybe a few beers, alone. It got so bad that I now push people away instead of asking them over. I craved the empty house. The whole couch to spread out on. The large pizza all to myself. A 6 pack that would last 2 weeks, not 4 hours.Now, this upstart of a woman; this invader of my loneliness,.