?I don't want to scare you, Kit, but you really need to think seriously aboutthis.? ?I will. And, thank you for your time.? ?Not at all. I'm delighted...to have met you.? -o0o- Kit agonized over her visit with Melanie all week, blowing hot and cold overthe prospect of joining the club. The weekend with Ray helped make up her mind. After a candlelight dinner, Ray returned with Kit to her apartment and beganto hug and kiss her. The wine Kit had consumed at dinner had really gottenher in the proper. We could go through El Paso and maybe pick up some tips from there.We got to El Paso on a relatively quiet Wednesday, so we didn't expect much. However, we got an earful at our second saloon stop. It seems that a local bordello had been raided the night before and all of the working girls had been hijacked to Mexico. This assumption was based on the known fact that Mexicans had done the raiding.The women who were kidnapped were all Anglos, which was a plus for a whore in Mexico. The women had. My mother, on the other hand, had given up her secretary job when I was born and since money wasn't too great an issue (mind you, we weren't rich, but we were comfortable enough with Dad's earnings to allow mother the option of staying home), had elected to stay home and become a housewife. This left her with more time to build up her erotic hunger - but no one to satiate it.She tried hard, though. Mother was a beautiful woman. She stood about five feet seven inches and had a curvy, hourglass. ’ Not wanting to miss out on any pussy, I revealed that I am actually 42 even though I look like I am 35. So I told her I’d be happy with a woman in her 50’s or 60’s. So Myriam snapped a pic of me with her phone. A few days later she told me she had a date lined up for me if I was interested. She showed me a picture of Linda. She was 58 years old, short red hair, kinda chubby but her tits were massive. And she wasn’t as feminine as Myriam at least in the pic. Linda had slacks on and a.