You didn’t always find the best of them available. I would sit in a bar or coffee shop and go through the TV Guide pick out two or three that were ...nteresting and call down the list until one answered. Over a period of a few years worked my way through the list. There was one in particular that I wanted to visit with but never could get an answer on her number.One Saturday afternoon went to the city for express purpose of getting some stick pussy. Got a copy of Screw and outlined my call. She had pinned her hair back and let most of it fall in big loose bouncing curls behind her. Stepping into her high heels and completing the outfit, she looked in the mirror and smiled. Looking every bit the 18th century heart breaker, she made her way to her car.Turning onto Turner Street, it seemed somewhat foggier than normal. Finding it very hard to see the road ahead, she saw an open spot on the street and decided to park and walk the one block to Fillmore Mansion. She could barely see her. ”Sarah realised that the love she felt for this young woman was truly reciprocated, and a glow of joy filled her. “Catherine,” she said gently, “I love you too and I give you my body to serve as you please.” The look of despair instantly left the young girl’s face and she smiled broadly. For the next few minutes, Catherine sat beside Sarah feeding her with croissant and delicious pastries, and refilling her coffee cup whenever she wanted. You only had to look at her to know that she was totally. Any of them.”He sat quietly for a long time, then said, “Do you really think so little of me?”“What do you mean?”“Did you ever tell me your age?”“I…”“Did you ever tell me you were beautiful?”“I…”“And as for sexy – do you remember how many times I’ve said that the biggest sex organ in the body is the brain?”I slumped back. “All the fucking time.”“And do you remember when you told me that I’d be disappointed if we ever met?”“Well, aren’t you?”He shook his head. “Do you remember what I said in.