It'd be such a great turn on for me." "Maybe, but only on one condition." 'Hey, I'm making the conditions!" "Well, I'm adding to them!" "I don't k...ow that this is fair, but what's the condition," I asked? "You do the same." "Hmm, I don't know." "Oh c'mon. It'd be such a great turn on for me," she said in a daring tone as she repeated my earlier words. "After all if you get to see me do it, then I should get to see you. Just like you'd like to see a woman close up I'd like to see a man. They had been pulled up to her chin, her clothes dumped over the armchair in an untidy heap, suggesting that she had hurried so that I didn't watch her get undressed. I could understand that, could understand her nervousness and trepidation. It was after all, her first real elicit experience, her first time of a planned sexual encounter outside of her marriage and also, the realisation of a shared fantasy between us, evolved from so many on-line conversations. I thought it best to just take. A moment later, the elevator door slid open, and a vision of perfection stepped out. Long blonde hair, pulled back in a ponytail. Long slim legs wrapped in tight denim. Short black leather coat. White scarf and mittens. She threw herself into my arms before she was even inside the apartment, and kissed me on the cheek.“Uncle Alex! It’s so great to see you. And thank you for the lovely Christmas gift. It is absolutely beautiful. I’ve been wearing it every day since Christmas.”And she unzipped. " ****Thankfully, with morning rush hour over, traffic wasn't bad. My mind was not able to focus on the road. The boys from the photographs were absolutely haunting me. Each photo rotated through my minds eye. I wanted each of them. All of them. I wanted their flesh on mine and their mouths on me. I wanted my mouth on them, I wanted to have one in my hand as another entered me from behind, while another caressed my hair and ran his hand across my back. I was as if a fever of some sort was.