I sip my drink slowly. He re-calls our last message about my sissy behaviour and how iv never done it with a man before. I explain I'm inexperienced b...t curious. Man laughs. Man tells me it's all okay and is very kind. I start to drink more.He asks if I do verious types of d**gs. I reply with some named. He offered a white substance and teaches me how to take it. I drink more till its finished and took what looked to be lines with inhaling it through my nose. A rush throughout my body surges.. . was he ready?His erection felt like a log in his underwear... That part of him felt ready, at least.Anne had opened her door and gestured him inside. She'd told him, "Sit there while I fix us a drink. What would you like?"Stan asked for a scotch, but asked for a glass of water too. Anne was now in the kitchen, fixing things."Glenmorangie?" she called, and Stan replied, "That'll be fine, Anne!" It was a perfectly serviceable single malt, after all.She came back into the room with a glass of. A shiver of sexual anticipationwent through me as I remembered my previous encounter with him.It was seconds later when Jamie was sprawled face down, over his chocolate leather sofa,although not as naked as I'd hope for with his shorts on. It looked with my now limitedroom to manoeuvre that my work was going to be cut out for me if I was going to rubhim to complete relaxation. Reaching into my bag I pulled out my best massage oil andbegan to straddle his broad back. The leather felt cold. "Why the sci-fi theme?" Ginger said staring at an image of Cat with a third eye."Andrew is a big fan of science fiction. He gets off on the idea of having sex with alien women. It's like there's a separate category of beauty. I mean, not many women would walk around all day painted blue to attract a man. Which is a good thing because after about an hour the novelty wears off." So you were hired to do this?" Ginger said gesturing at the laptop computer.Raven said, "No. It's just something I.