I can see an older woman who is not in great shape wearing a snug fitting leather coat and I get a raging hard-on. That is the only thing that has sta...ed consistent: I prefer tight fitting leather (although a long skirt or dress that gets loose can still get the job done.When I had just turned 18 our next door neighbor was Mrs. Moore; she was about 40 at the time and a single mother. She was super hot. She had her deep red hair cut into a bob, the aerobics she did kept her body extremely tight. Soon I was naked and she eased me over to the bed and made me lie down. Darlene reached under the bed and showed me what looked like cat collars which she used to fasten my wrists and ankles so I was spread eagle and at Darlene’s mercy.She opened the night stand drawer and pulled out a red satin bag and told me to relax before she gave me a deep French kiss. Darlene then took out a toothbrush and began to gently spread my pink cookie with it. OMG, the feeling was something that I had never. Birdcage liner, Ms. Sloane.She swiveled her laptop around. Sort of an accusatory finger of a device when it suddenly confronts you at nine in the morning. Especially when you’ve only had one cuppa with your b. and eggs. Wandy giving me the old heave-and-ho, “You can’t be late again, Birdie.”But there I was, frozen in time, standing in that damnable streetcar. In full profile, in this case.Ms. Sloane turned the screen back to face her. Was that a small smile? “All right, I’ve examined the. Oh, yes, I don’t bite and I do swallow.” She giggled.I asked, “Can I send a picture of you to my wife? We often share that way.”“Yes, I suppose so. You wouldn’t put it on the Internet, right?”“Nope. That’s my daughter’s gig. We don’t compete with her.”“Huh?”“Our daughter is a porn star named Jill Janes. She’s pretty open about sex, so she’s also helped us broaden our thinking and horizons.” I felt that would be a good conversation starter.Mindy frantically pecked away at her phone as we drove..