"Let's do it".Off we went ot 6th Street to find a suitabble girl/boy.Cruising 6th Street we found a skinny young boy.Linda said," I like that little b...y. Can we have him"?"Linda, for whatever I can provide you is yours"."Give me that little boy".I got out of the car and approached the little one. Up close he looked no older than about 13. I, of course. asked to see his ID. It turned out that he was actually 19. After negotiations it was determined that $200 US would do for the evening. When I. Yet Nathan would not risk revealing his secret nocturnal visits at his office over crucial and incriminating proofs. He too would see himself endangered by a lawsuit comprising voyeurism and illegal divulging of non-consensually taken photographs; not to speak of the ravages in social relations that sexual accusations tended to drag along, whether they were true or not. To him the most important, however, was to keep his identity secret, well-guarded and his feeling of power over other people's. ?Opening a door, inside were racks and racks of leather and latex clothes, As Sharon looked through the clothes she found a Latex cat suit that looked like it would fit,?Wow I’ve been looking for a Cat suit like this for ages.??Well try it on!??Can I???Can I Mistress!?Said Sam in a authoritarian voice?Can I mistress.?Said Sharon in her best submissive voice.?Yes go on my slave.?Sharon unzipped her boots then her trousers and pulled them and the trousers off,The Cat suit was a bit difficult. Shes got a buzz going on and saw me as an ear to listen to her complaining. Me Im half listening to her and half beside myself wondering about my wife and my friend together. Could it happen? Would it happen? My mind was going crazy thinking of possibilities. I remember the deep sensations in my stomach, the adrenalin rushes and all the very intense emotions. I truly lost sense of time. My wife and friend eventually returned with the beer and wine, but I had no idea of how much time had.