I half-expected the Stepford Wives to come greet me.I knocked on the door, and a few seconds later, it opened. “Hey Scott,” came a voice.I practi...ally froze with surprise. Oh fuck, I thought. How does he know my real name? I’d always been careful online, to make sure nobody knew who I was. This guy was only supposed to know me as RJ630.“It’s okay,” he said. “I don’t bite.”I was tempted to back out, but I didn’t want to make things worse. After all, this guy apparently knew me, and he. Mr. Keller slipped his hand into my hair and squeezed while tilting my head back so I was looking up into his eyes.“I think you might be understating just how close we’re going to get,” Mr. Keller said while gently moving my head back toward his hardening cock.His cock was now sticking straight out toward my mouth and Mr. Keller was directing my head toward the tip.This was the point of no return for me. Standing in front of me was a ruggedly handsome man. Early 40s, very fit, intelligent and. They were very friendly and I really like the baked beans. I told the waitress that I thought her husband had stolen my mother’s receipt for baked beans. The one where you add brown sugar to the beans until you think it is just right then add one more cup of brown sugar. She giggled and said that was exactly how he made it. We shared a rack of spare ribs and we couldn’t eat it all. I looked at Sally and she had red sauce on her nose. I had her lean forward and dampened a paper towel and wiped. She wore skinnyjeans and a pink tank top, each of which looked like they cost morethan Nadia's entire outfit. Over her tank top was a sheer chiffonblouse with an wide neck that it dangle over one of her shoulders. Herhair was loose, but clearly styled with something to give it model-level waves.She was everything Nadia was not."Yes?" she asked, without looking up from her phone."Miss MacQuarrie, Ma'am," said Bucky. He gestured to Nadia and steppedout of the way."Ah, yes," said Penny to her.