I'm in - on one condition."I gazed at my friend speculatively."And that is?" I get to sample the merchandise when she is done."I didn't move a muscle....Since I had befriended the stylist, we had shared secrets, dreams, drinks, and occasional pick-up stud service. I had never had a reason to refuse Lexi anything — until then. I hid it well. I'm pretty sure my smile lost barely a trace of its warmth."We'll talk later. Whew, that's a big load off my mind. Now, I have to figure out how I'm going to. I didn’t want to challenge him directly about it and embarrass him, so I decided to start paying more attention to what he was doing in the evening after I got home from work.I usually go to bed at about 10:30 pm since our law office opens for business early, and I need to be there on time. James stays up a little later doing homework, so I left my door to the bathroom open just a small crack so I could watch what he was doing in there. I did feel guilty spying on him like that, but I just had. I wiggled and shimmied on him. I love cock. I saw the clock that read 5:30 PM. I knew what I wanted for supper. LOL.No more fish for me. {I remembered living on Cape Cod at age 27 and having a few gay friends. I went to a gay bar and even danced with other guys. One guy asked me to slow dance so we did. He rubbed my butt and grinded his cock on me. Nothing much else. I was stoned and loose. I was in another sort of straight bar when this. I’ll use a condom.”“Please dear. We can do it anytime after marriage”“Sam, please understand my feelings.”“Whenever you feel horny I’ll give you a handjob. Okay?”“Okay.”I immediately went to Mike’s office. I got 6 calls from him. By the way, I am Samantha. I’m a 25 years old model. It is important to mention my vital stats here. It is 34-22-32. And Mike is my favorite photographer. And I’m also his favorite. So whenever he gets a project I’m the first one he calls.“Hey Samantha, I’ve been.