As I walked down the long dimly lit hallway I made eye contact with a tall muscular, professional looking , black man. I then ducked into a booth. ... fed the video machine its money and got totally naked. Soon, I heard a knock on the door and I unlatched the door. The black man that I had made eye contact walked in. He looked me up and down and smiled his approval. He was 6-4 and muscular, cleanly shaven head and short mustache and beard surrounding his mouth. He turned away and stepped. Charley has taken an interest in his father's old hobby and is using the photographic darkroom under the stairs in the basement. In fact we had just such a warm moment as I taught him what little I remember from my darkroom days. It is a sensual, not sexual thing. The closeness... I guess that's it. We are enjoying it together, I'm sure of it. I try to be careful not to encourage it excessively, but it is, in fact tempting. He has such pleasure when there is a chance to look down my blouse, for. Fiona wants it. Sets have some fun! “Yeah, hey, I just got home. Give me till tomorrow and we’ll meet up! “Ok! See you tomorrow!”I hang up my phone as my mom stares me down. “Who was that?” “Just Fiona. She wants to chill tomorrow. Shouldn’t be a problem right?” “No, just call when you make it to her place.” “Ok mom. Im gonna take a nap. I’m beat! Love you.”I get back into my room and lay on my love seat and I’m immediately asleepTwo Days Later “Hey bro, wanna hang out? I can get some girls. Well, Helen, I was really intrigued by your ad because, - not to be rude - ladies of your age are about as interested in their body as fly to the moon. For myself I much prefer photographing older ladies as they are generally more relaxed and sure of themselves- which you seem to be’‘Andrew, that is very flattering but I have reached a point in my life where I don’t want to die saying ‘what if’ if you get my meaning. Maybe we could meet? Are you available tomorrow? Good. Come round to mine the.