‘Jenny its Max, how are you?’Immediate reply. ‘O Max, fine now. r u in London. Pse can we meet. Now. Today. Pse, need an hour to change. J‘Sou...h entry, Clapham Common 2 hrs’ I replied, remembering that she had said she walked there often.I dashed across London, as excited as my kids on Christmas day. I waited outside the venue in the warm spring sunshine thinking, why did we text, why didn’t we just talk. Daft. I hardly recognised her as she came round the corner wearing a smart blue wool. Any idea of privacy was being eroded rather quickly in our country. If it wasn't the internet, it was CCTV cameras, Homeland Security, Credit agencies, or a dozen other organizations that collected our personal information through open sources. We had damn few secrets, it seemed."We're going to have to start from scratch when it comes to loading the database," I said."Don't you go worrying about that part of it. I've asked for Doreen Jamieson to help. She knows the project and wanted to see it. I will take over your loans and see to them being paid. Completely. In exchange you would agree to continue your weekend maid services for 2 years. You can continue to keep your apartment if you wish, though you are more than welcome to move in and save your pay for things besides rent. If you did that, and chose to become a full time maid (rather than weekends only and working outside of the apartment) then it would be considered paid in full in 6 months, at which time we could obviously go. They both nutted in me twice. Ray had to go home to be with wifey and Troy stayed the night. We got in my bed andhe started to play with my pussy. He was fingering me with 2 then 3 fingers and was talking about how they had stretched my pussy out tonight. Feeling myself I said show me how stretched out it is so Troy put his 4th finger in my pussy and the shit felt good so I started humping his fingers like I had a fat dick up in me. He asked me if I wanted him to do this to me and I said do.