After all he had even consented once to give her oral sex, what more could she ask?*****At work the next day he pondered his dilemma. Was there anythi...g that he would not do for her in return for anal sex? No, he would even go down ‘there’ again and again to try fucking her tight ass, that hole that lured him with its taut promise. It would be so delicious, her stretched face down whilst he pushed ruthlessly into the depths. He would excite her with his hands and give her an explosive orgasm. The solicitor reminded him that the interview had gone on for three hours, and I was allowed a break. Grudgingly he allowed me to leave about eight that evening. The following day they came for me again. I entered the interview room and my clothes were piled untidily on a table against one wall. I sat silently, refusing to say anything until the solicitor was there."Why?" He asked. "Have you something to hide?" I said nothing. The interview went very much as before. Gascoigne kept me there on. Her request was a little from left field but Ron still thought nothing of it. This was one of the days his twice a week housekeeper came in so everything should be ship shape.When they entered his condo Beth seemed to be impressed by its furnishings. She said, "I am somewhat surprised to see how neat your place is. For some reason us women are led to believe that all bachelor pads are messy but yours is not."After looking around the condo she came up to Ron and sexily putting her arms over his. He strolled along taking in the different architectural styles that defined this region of Louisiana. New Orleans was also known for its cemeteries or Cities of the Dead as they are called, that are unlike any burial grounds in the world. Since New Orleans is actually below sea level, the graves have to be above ground so they don’t wash out. The trolley guide had mentioned there was one on Washington Street so he pulled out the guide book he’d picked up and walked the few blocks up Magazine to.