..A model, in a red corset, panties, and lace topped fishnet stockings.I scrolled down....another image.....black girls shoes...6" heels....3 straps a...ross the foot...niceI scrolled again....a large flesh coloured double ended dildoat the bottom it just said...."I've been shopping for my girlfriend"My heart skipped...as nervous as I'd was and as I'd been, I suddenly wanted to see him again....and "girlfriend"...that kinda made me hotI clicked the second message....an mp4 video attachment. ‘If I am right I’d appreciate it if you wouldn’t let the mosquitoes in, close the door and sit with me.’ Could have been a lucky guess. The old woman knew he and Ana used to be together, or maybe even Eva had called her or something. Even still, he could not let this opportunity slip away. Marco closed the door, crossed the small room and sat in the chair across from her. He had to give her some credit, the tea was set for two, but then again that could be just another coincidence. ‘Have some. Marion may be gone for quite some time.Unless she beats the rap." Marion?" My sister." Oh. Is she really in jail?" Yes. And I doubt she'll be knocking up my door any time soon." Is the baby hers?"Joi looked at him mildly."Whose baby is it?" You ask too many questions." Is this legal?"She laughed. "Yes. Stop worrying. I'll show you the invoice." Huh?" I have legal custody. Until the baby returns to its maker. Whichcould be any day now. But might be weeks." I don't understand any of this." And I. "Stroke it firm and soft at once," he might say, "Like you're petting your little pet kitten. That's it. That's better! Nice. Very nice. Again. Again. Beautiful." Yes, I'd beam.Or if I couldn't get the hang of something, sometimes he'd get off his chair at the side of the bench and sit next to me, take my hand in his and try to move it the way it should be moved. I'd simply melt. "Hold your wrist like so," he'd say, holding my wrist. "Now relax." I'd try to relax. Melting and relaxing are not.