"That would be... no challenge.Besides, I'm sure you take better pictures than I would."The man on the other end of the line went on to give an email ...ddress to send the pictures to.Johnson emailed them all off later that day, and set his alarm for early the next morning.* * *"Marble Hotel, room 217.Key under the door as before."With that instruction, Johnson was dashing across the city again.This room was larger than the last.A double bed with foreboding black iron bedposts was the centre of. " No not really honey Fred sent you over didn't he?." Here sit down." She said standing up and pushing me down, to sit next to an extremely thin blonde headed girl of about 23. For the first time I noticed that there were two other pretty young girls sitting opposite, all eying me up and down with a certain amount of interest."You are sitting next to Anne and the dirty blonde hared girl opposite you is Fran, and the one with the permanent grin on the left with short black hair is Betty." I said. We both know what you are here for and it is a serious matter, to me. I do not take this lightly, and I will not waste my time on a meaningless affair. So before we can move forward, I need to know about you, I need to know what you expect, and then I will let you know what I require and expect, do you understand?”She lowered her head as if she was ashamed of her remark. “Yes sir. I do understand.” Her eyes continued to look downward. “Good. Now again, please tell me about yourself.”Again she. You don’t have to hide it from me. Sheesh! You guys hugging on each other and how could you resist that big old cock of Tom’s. I mean… mmmmm, mmmmm, mmmmm! Even if your father was still alive, I’d still consider jumping on that!”“OH MY GOD!!!! MOM!!!!! STOP IT!!!! And how would you even know how big… oh nevermind!”“Maybe I should go,” I said.“Oh no, Tom!” Brenda said. “It was supposed to be a compliment and it just made sense that you were fucking my daughter.”“Ummm… No, I’m not!”“Diane, what.