What a bitch. But you know what else she was? She was hot. She was young, she was a nerd. A real nerd. A dungeons and dragons playing, computer using,...glasses wearing nerd with a huge library of fantasy and sci - fi books that she was always reading. She was also a big girl, five ten and one hundred forty five pounds, solidly muscled and toned (I have pictures). She was also a martial artist. In fact we met when she visited my martial arts school. She was sexually aggressive but lacked. She served me some more water and chatted away with me. It would say that Elle was the one that talked. I sat there with a pretty erected cock and trying to figure out a way to get out of the tub without Elle noticing my large cock pointing upwards.After a while, Elle asked if I would mind giving her a little massage on her lower back where the pain was?I did not feel I had much of a choice, so I agreed. Elle stood up with her back towards me. She leaned over the edge and asked if I could. "Her response was that she would be very pleased to "take care" of whatever carnal lusting she had caused me. She said that we should meet in-the flesh, and that she would willingly dedicate "every pore of her body" to care for my needs.The following is my response. Shortly after she received it, we got together, enjoying each other fully, in a day-long "suck-and-fuck-fest"-----------------------------------------Dear "Nurse" Sue,Thanks for the offer. I have every confidence that you would. “A woman’s parts are not pretty.”“I didn’t say pretty,” I said. “You’re beautiful. Your crotch is a beautiful piece of human engineering, your pubes are like soft grass in a lovely garden. Your labia…”“Shit. You’re a poet? And a Latin scholar?”“Your pussy lips are as cute as… well, they can’t be described. And the scent of you is better than my Mum’s Sunday roast.”“My genital area reminds you of your mother?”“It reminds me of food,” I said.“Then get eating,” Julie-Ann said decisively.I.