Enjoy. ****Performed for Hawk_Fann The photographer was going to be here at 11 so I hurriedthrough my workout on the treadmill. The shower helped me f...nish waking. I wasfeeling a bit nervous. I?d seen this man?s photos on the internet and decidedto hire him for Master?s birthday present. Could I relaxenough to let him see the real me. Would he be able to release in me,what I wanted to capture on paper for Master? I spent time getting my hair and makeup just right. Idarkened my eyelashes a bit. When she actually talked to him and acknowledged that he was there working out at the same time as her, Tony knew he'd made it to first base in his pursuit of getting into Vanna White's panties. After Tony and Vanna struck up a conversation and then she made it quite clear she'd like for him to accompany her out of the gym, Tony knew this day was going to be something to remember forever.One thing that was obviously true about Vanna White -- she loved for people to look at her, to notice her. Only thoughts of being the woman seem to turn me on. And one other taboo: i****t, but that's another story. I just don't know what it is. I feel like it might be an issue of respect or something. I grew up very polite and also with my mom and sisters. Maybe deep down I am a woman. I feel the act of "fucking" a woman is such a crude and vulgar thing. Even though I find such crudeness to man fucking women, I enjoy being the one that gets fucked. My tools don't work when I think about sticking my. Robert made no advances towards me, no innuendoes, no improper touching. Everything was so above board it was almost sterile. By 8:00 dinner was over and the k**s were on their way to visit with some friends. The house was ours for about the next two hours.I was sitting on the couch next to Robert when Joe came back in from seeing the k**s off. Robert had his arms around me and I was leaning back into his chest. Robert's hands were fondling my tits and my head was tilted back, my skirt up.