She looked again down her slim body, provocatively dressed as it was in the short mini-skirt and thin pullover which Mr. Andersson had said was her th...ater uniform. The rounded peaks of her breasts stood out defiantly, and she could almost see the taut curve of her buttocks where they flowed gracefully into her firm legs, the hem-line of her skirt being so daringly high. She was proud of her youthful, curvaceous body, and yet it was the reason for all her troubles. If she could have been a. "Putting things back. "OK toy, let's go your Goddess is hungry."At the Sixth Street, I asked Red "Bar or table Goddess" saying the last word just loud enough for her to hear.She gave me a quick smile and said "let's sit at the bar and have our dinner. We'll wait and see who shows up."So we both ordered burgers and beers, a Guinness for Red and Yuengling for me. We were almost done eating when Cindy came gabbing Red, hugging and kissing her before looking a briefly at me "hi toy".From that point. I couldn't help admiring his glutes as we ascended the stairs. As we entered the room, he closed the door behind us and I was still in the mindset that I could leave. Sensing my unease, 'O' offered me a drink. I just had water and he asked me what I'd like to do today. I was too shy to suggest anything and so 'O' recommended a massage which I thought was a great way to break the ice. He instructed me to take my clothes off which I did, down to my boxer shorts. I kept sneaking a glance across at. The woman could very well have been an escort or a call girl. My mother might be mildly shocked, certainly, but that would hardly...Then it struck me — how slow I am. The pictures weren't taken to blackmail me. The one-line message explained their goal. The snapshots were meant for Myriam. It had been a "yah boo, sucks to you" action to hurt her — and I imagine it would be very effective in that regard.The message also told me it must have been true what Myriam had said — she was, indeed,.