He answered the door wearing a bathrobe partially open and nothing else. He grabbed my hand and pulled me to him as he closed the door. By now I was s...aking with anticipation which he obviously noticed as he told me to calm down and enjoy the moment. With that he gave me a long hot kiss, dancing his tongue in my mouth. I just about melted right there, returning his enthusiastically.Even though I didn't want the kiss to end, he broke it off and grabbed my hand and started to lead me upstairs. He. When he saw me i waved for him to come in.I lay back and continued to fuck myself, eyes closed, even when he entered the room and stood next to me i carried on. I could feel him stood inches from me, probably checking out what he was paying for. Apart from the panties, that he requested i leave on, i was naked, legs wide apart with my ass propped up on a pillow like id done many times before. I took a deep breath and opened my eyes. Immediately he handed me the money which i tucked away. .. can remember the most insignificant detail and chew a guy into little pieces, then spew him out over the landscape when he forgets.When a guy forgets, they haul him up by his soft parts. Shake his being and apply immense guilt for the crime of "Forgetting!" Reminding him that it was a "Capital Offense," worthy of the death sentence, no matter how small the infraction.It was the bane of his existence, like most men, to forget things that women thought were important. Being 55, he just knew. At eighteen, he was six foot four and two hundred fifty pounds of solid muscle, with blond hair, blue eyes, perfect golden tan, and a smile that made girls' panties wet. I on the other hand, was a few inches shy of five foot and would only break eighty pounds if you dropped me in the river fully clothed. I was pretty enough, but black hair, grey eyes and pale skin didn't do it for many people, especially with the drastic lack of curves. Let's just say if I bothered to wear a bra, it would.