As we walked to his security van, we chatted about the gig, his job and my stupidity……even I could see the funny side now the ordeal was almost ov...r. We talked non stop during the 15 minute drive home. I felt relaxed in his company, possibly due to the earlier mix of red wine and then lager and also that he was interesting, funny and quite nice looking.As we pulled up outside my little cottage I was feeling rather buzzy and the thought of ending the evening alone didn’t really appeal so,. And I will. Hugo and Irving are right, and my God how weird is it to think of them in the same breath, as it were. But each one in his way said the same thing.And when I look at it objectively, as I haven’t been able to until now, I agree with them. That jackass Peterson told me I was responsible for putting the asshole back on the street, and I was so upset I bought into it. I still can’t completely absolve myself; I damn well have to get more critical about my judgments.But really I didn’t do. " And use your tongue," she continued. "I got as lifelike a toy as Icould find. Nice contours. Feel them with your tongue. Aren't theylovely?"I spent about half an hour sucking on the dildo; then she withdrewit and said, "That's enough. It will take time for you to becomedependent. We'll work on that."She had also gotten a set of three butt plugs in graduated sizes, andshe introduced me to the first of these just after breakfast."We want to open you up, Girl," she explained as she swabbed. To this also I told that if she don’t mind I know a nice body massage. She just thought something and with a hesitation she told ok and she guided me to her room. Then she removed the cloths from her sofa and asked me was I comfortable to do the massage there and I told yes to this.From here the real story started. I applied oil to her back and started massaging to her. She felt relaxed and was not paying attention to my work.During this I had unlocked her bra and started rubbing her pussy over.