He left, and I shoved every single toy I had in me.After I was...done, I began to think about what he said. It was the perfect way to get his virginit...! Plus, I thought, he might have a cute roommate and I could talk him into a threesome! Excited, I picked up the phone and dialed my best friend Sydney to tell her what was going to happen.Fast forward a week later, and I'm at his apartment door. I knock and he answers the door almost immediately. I'm guessing he was thinking the same kind of. So he had to go for nearly 2/3 hours with them. I was very much angry. After some time a foreigner white guy aged around 45/50 came and slept on the bed beside mine. He was staring at me. When I saw at him he smiled and asked me mine name, I replied but then he started talking with me. He was very good guy. After some time 2 ladies came asking for body massage. I refused for that. But he forced me to try it at least once. I sad that I feel shy to have it here. He said no problem come at my. No, I had not been there before. No I did not gamble and nor did my boyfriend. ‘Who was I kidding I loved to gamble but I did not know if my date did!’ I found myself lying to this stranger when there was no need to lie. My traveling companion waffled on and on, his questions an inane babble, but it helped pass the time and kept me from thinking about the first meting. ‘No it did not!’ Almost every question broached another aspect of this meeting with a person who had been a cyber space friend. The master bedroom was cavernous, dominated by a canopy bed that looked like something out of 1001 Arabian Nights. Tara arranged the two girls in a state of artful repose on the bed and took some shots. Then she began moving them around with verbal commands. For a while she had them lay on opposite sides of the bed, which was almost like being in two different time zones. Olivia looked over at Claire; she was achingly lovely, her skin glowing in the soft light, her red mane spilling across her.