I was to meet Tim at a fancy restaurant down town. AlthoughI was dreading it, I also felt a sense of relief that mypurification period was almost over... Tim was already therewhen Rebbeca dropped me off. He introduced himself to me,and thanked me for coming. She mentioned that Rebbeca hadtold him a lot of good things about me. He said that shehad mentioned that I was interested in advertising. He toldme that he was an advertising executive at my old company.He asked if I seen the commercials for. "Did you look at any of these?" he asked. "Yeah, I thumbed through them" I said with a bit of embarrassment. He opened one and showed me one of the women fingering her twat. He said, "When I see something like this I get a raging hardon. How about you?" I mumbled "I guess so". I could see the large bulge behind the towel and felt my own cock throbbing. Jack said "I still llke to see sexy, naked women having fun and when I do I enjoy a good jack off." He was rubbing the bulge in the towel.. ”“Darling, this is London. It can rain at any given time.”She walked from the hotel to a place called Baroque Hair and Nails on Pollen Street. She selected a deep plum nail gel and relaxed while the nail tech took care of her manicure. When she was finished, Grace stepped out of the shop to walk to her next stop.It turned out that Mac had been right about the rain, however. Although it was more of an intermittent sprinkle, she was still glad she was prepared. The sky looked like it might start. I returned some minutes later to find her in the same position with twoglasses of wine on the table. She took a sip from hers as I sat down,before indicating I should do the same. Her hot pink glossy lipstickleft a mark on her glass I knew I'd treasure for a while.I took a few sips and we sat there in awkward silence - she just lookedaround, and I sat there silently fuming that Aaron had such a weirdarrangement with this girl. When do I get to pou... pound... when do Iget to... oh God...I.