Eddy could taste their Chicken Fried Steak already... pounded round steak, hand-dipped in batter, deep-fried, covered in gravy that you could taste th... bacon grease in, a necessity as any true connoisseur of southern cream gravy would tell you, the steak so big it overhung the plate, so tender you could cut it with a fork. Eddy had gotten weak-kneed just thinking about it.And Eddy would get to see Karen again. In a world full of women that were tiny fragile creatures to be treated gently or. “No, not Belvedere or even like him, but someone just as classy as she is, then yes,” Mason smiled and relaxed back in his chair, “I think we both know that Belvedere is completely out of the picture, and now that Lyndsey’s aware of his financial ... shall we say ... arrangements. I think you are equally aware and probably formed your opinion of him long ago. Lyndsey is now coming around to form a similar position to you. I don’t think she ever seriously regarded him as marriage material, but. I followed her in there, and as soon as I was inside with her, with no trace of shame, she lifted her shift up over her head. I was taken by surprise, to say the least. What I had assumed to be her black tights were, in fact, hold-up stockings, and she was completely naked as she stood with her pale back to me. And her back was patterned with a crazy criss-cross of red stripes, all the way from just below her shoulder-blades to just above her buttocks. Slowly, she turned to face me, and her. She: You are a really naughty guy, I guess it will be fun to open up to you.Me: Try me.She: I met him on Tinder.Then we talked about how she met people who were very horny for hookups and cheezy. Then the topic drifted to what stuff she was into, She opened up pretty quickly about how porn had become boring for her and how she was looking for something new. That’s when I asked her, if she knew about bdsm. She had seen some movies and stuff so was pretty aware about it, but couldn’t research.