It was cold and rainy. I was driving to his place within 5 minutes of my writing to him. this wasn't like me at all. I had been planning a massage sce...ario in my mind for some time and everything was falling into place but a little too fast for my comfort. FUCK my comfort. My demons were rising.He was the first time I swallowed. The last guy who I sucked off, I didn't swallow. He came in my mouth and I went into the kitchen and spit him out in the sink. He looked disappointed. I didn't like. I got there with plenty of time to board the plane. There was a woman sitting at the screen thing, and there were two men working the thing you walk through.I put my carry on and purse on the belt thing, put my shoes in the basket thing and I kept looking at the woman who was doing the screening of the carry-on and things. I walked through and I saw her stop the belt thing and back it up, she looked at it and looked at it, she looked at me and asked, "Is this your purse?" I think I turned. Her blush continued down her chest to the very top of her breasts, that she was excited was clear as her nipples perked up as I watched."Very nice," I said, "but we need to continue so put your jacket back on."She looked at me in surprise, "On?"I nodded, "That's right," I said. "You've got to go and get Alison and see if she still wants to play."As Elizabeth pulled her jacket on I continued to give her her instructions. "I want you to fasten a single button then go and tell Alison that I'm. I wanted you to take me right in the yard in front of all our neighbors. I wanted you to fuck me in front of all those stuck-up old biddies and gossips back home. I wanted them to see just how strong and handsome you are."Her voice dropped to a whisper again. "I wanted them to see you use me like a little slut. I want everyone to see how well you fuck me."Elizabeth burst into tears. "Now you all know. I'm just a little whore, and I don't deserve someone as special as Stuart. I mean... , oh, I.