She was impressed and asked me details, which I narrated and the odds that we had operated against to achieve our objective. At this she was crying, m...ch to my amusement! I asked her what she was doing in Bangalore and she said she was with a software company, and was living in a one bedroom apartment in Malleshwaram, and gave me her address and mobile number, taking my contact. She said she would be happy to see me again. Bangalore was for me a hectic 3 days. On the third day around noon, I. 00 " you still comin? " , i said yes i will be there at 18.00 and responded "great ".i take the car and started drivin , parked a bit away from his home , my heart started beat very hard . i started walking to his front door shaking , ring his bell .the door opened and he was there , a tall strong men in his underwear , he was very nice offered me some drink , talked a bit . ( he lied to me , he is not 31 but close to 40 , i did nt care ).couple minutes passed and he started to have an erection. Not the warmth of a 'real' one though. I didn't care, I was getting to suck a teen boy. Ok, a teen boy ghost. Whatever.I sucked him into my mouth and realized he was actually bigger than me. The knob end was bigger than mine, it was probably more than seven inches [18 cm], though the shaft was thinner than the knob. But he was still a growing boy. Or maybe not. Shit, I don't know.I worked that ghost cock like cheap whore, loving every second of the experience. He pulled me off him, only to get. Chase, sir.?I take his deposit ticket and check and work it through about three times. I always feel a little nervous with Mr. Chase. He looks at me in this way, well, lots of guys look at me, but I can?t quite explain it. There?s something different about the way he looks at me. He is dressed in tennis whites today, his lean, tan body looking so wonderfully, hmmm, perfect. Even as a guy, I never had a body even close to that. I was always more suited to be the way I am now. Usually, he comes.