I used to always wonder whether she had the slightest clue about what I had in my mind about her.I had already started fantasizing about her during ma...turbation. I just loved to masturbate looking at her beautiful structure through my window whenever she is in her kitchen or outside her house. I even took couple of pictures of her with my mobile and used to watch those whenever I had the urge to masturbate. I used to get a glimpse of her lovely cleavage at times ‘coz she used to wear low neck. Lydia said that she wanted to help me with my obsession, but she was afraid to just try and pick some one up because it would be so risky and we really didn't know anyone well enough for her to seduce like that. But then I had another one of my famous inspirations.I had been going to the library every Friday and Saturday night for the past three or four weeks to work with my partner on our masters project for our degree. Allen Finley was in the same program I was in and he and I had teamed up. One above all others caught my attention: Drakes. Drakes was a gay sex shop on Damrak that was a cut above the standard porno shops on the heart of the RLD. It had a minimalist look to it and, according to the website, discerning taste in dildos and butt plugs. But it was what was on the first floor of the shop that I was interested in.Drakes was a sex shop on the ground floor and a gloryhole cruising venue on the first floor. I had researched it regularly online before I came out here. I read. Anyway it's me that should be apologising. You've been great, a real young gentleman and all I've done is give you stick.' She leaned down and said in a whisper, 'to be really honest, I liked it too. It was nice and relaxing. Still I'd better be going instead of taking up all of your time.'I put my hand on the stretch of bare skin below her shorts just above the injured knee. 'No don't go,' I said far too quickly, 'I've nothing special to do,' before adding with very little belief, 'and you may.