She stayed out of sight, but she was close enough to help me if the contact turned out not to be as advertised. The contact was a man in a scraggly be...rd and a generally unkempt appearance. He looked to be about 25 years old and a confirmed drug user. He wanted $500 for his information, but I was not about to give out that kind of money to an informant I had just met, so we settled for $50 now and the rest if the lead turned out to be useful. I could tell by the man’s look that this was really. Slowly she gathered herself and continued.“If I’d thought things were bad at work then what was happening at home was a living hell. My marriage was collapsing and there was wasn’t anything I could do to stop it.“Joe sat down and talked to me a few times after he filed for divorce. I apologized until I was blue in the face. I told him that none of it was his fault, that it was me who’d destroyed our wonderful marriage.“He said it couldn’t have been too wonderful if it wasn’t enough to keep me. I spread my legs a little wider, pushed back and allowing him better access. The feel of his tongue pressing into my asshole sent shivers through me and made my legs tremble. I leaned over further, opening my anus for him to explore. He moved a finger into my wet hole as his tongue ran down the seam of my scrotum. His lips puckered and sucked one nut into his mouth- the pressure in my scrotum and his finger pressing on my prostrate caused a delicious pain that I had. No the day arrived I pondered whether or not she would actually turn up, if she did wonderful, if not well at least I was making the trip anyway.I had had a fetish or oriental ladies for years, to my mind either, extremely beautiful and sexy, or just plain wanting to be seduced. Not sure if it’s genetic or diet but they always seemed proportionate and slim, the lady I was hopefully meeting was just over 5 foot and looked every inch a sex goddess. If she turned up would be in heaven. The train.