Although she didn't like talking about it, she usually relented and used to tell me the details which she could obviously see were getting me going. A...ter a while, when we were drunk and getting horny I told her how I would like us to meet a stranger who we would let fuck her. This really turns her on but the following (sober) morning all was forgotten as she put it down to drink. I am not well endowed, less than 5" when erect as it happens, so the thought of her being pleasured by a larger guy. I have their card."William raised his hand. "These have to be handmade and we need to have each day's progress documented with pictures. The time-line would be two months from today." It's gonna cost a lot."William smiled, "Mrs. Danvers demands handcrafted items. She understands they are often expensive." Paul handed William an envelope. "This is a cashier's check for eight thousand dollars for materials."Alan looked at the envelope. "What's the catch?" Send daily pictures of the work to the. I just needed him so badly; I wanted to please him so much!I couldn't stop thinking about James. It hurt not to be near him, and I was thinking about calling him just to hear the mellow, baritone sound of his voice. I really wanted to get together with him again that weekend. It wasn't just the amazing sex; it was how I felt when I was with him, dressing sexy for him, dancing with him, being held in his strong black arms, having others see me with him. I know that sounds like a silly teenage. Anyone stepping through that opening, entered complete darkness. The blackness enveloped me. For a moment I stood frozen, overwhelmed by fear, but I assured myself that it had to be this way; I needed to do this more than I have needed anything in my life. I stepped warily forward. Three tentative paces, carefully feeling for the floor ahead of me. I had no means of judging where I stood or how big the space was. I could see and hear nothing. No voice or sound of breathing, just an innate sense.