“I’m nine inches, but average thickness. Man I wish it was thicker.” Gary said. “Nine?” Solitaire laughed when she read Gary’s text. “Yo... were acting like your dick was two inches! Lol I already told you, I’m not a size queen, why the apprehension?” She asked. “I just said it lol. I’m not super thick. It’s like an odd curse. I’m gifted with nine inches, but just average thickness.”“Do you have a pic?” She asked. “Sure.” He replied. Moments passed, Solitaire received a picture text. She opened. I'm new to the area. I moved here from Carbondale, Illinois. My divorce became final a week ago and I figured Kansas City was a chance for a clean start." "Well, if you don't mind my saying so, you are just plain beautiful. I hope you don't have to fight off the men around here." I was hoping she would take that as a compliment, but it didn't come out so well, and I wished I could take it back. "Don't worry," she said, "I can hold my own, but what's a good looking young guy like you doing here. For a moment, I let you pull me down with you as I slide my right hand from your shoulder and along your back. My other finds your leg again.I look up into your eyes and my thumb presses firmly into your inner thigh. The shock of pleasure which runs through your body makes you gasp. Your legs instinctively lock together, trapping my hand.Your body rises off the bed, but I intercept you, my mouth finding your neck. My lips move across your throat, my tongue gently tapping your sweet, soft flesh. Happy?" Yep." He chuckled."Great. Now truth or dare dammit!" Well, I guess we're going with dare now." Okay. I dare you to go put on all your favourite things of your mother's, and sit here in them for the rest of this game."He seemed a bit surprised at the request, but if he was going to try to humiliate me, then screw it, I was going to make him show me his feminine side, in full. He didn't actually say anything but had a look on his face as if to say "Okay, you got it". He immediately got up.