I left a message on the door, saying we were going outside. Sam and I sat in the car. It was in a nice bit of shade from the large overhang on this si...e of the building. The only downside was the smell from the three dumpsters that were not quite far enough away.Once we were situated in the car, I said, “Okay, so I have this ticket. The easiest thing to do would be to sign my name on the back and then go down to the Lottery HQ and turn it in. I already made a trip there this week, so it would. He lived near my house and, as Micaela didn't know the way to get there, but she offered to give me a ride so I'd show her. We had made plans to meet at a specific place so Micaela would pick me up. Definitely, there was something witch mark a difference: while she owned the last model, brand new car, I had to ride in public transportation. Looked like if we definitely belonged to a different social status. Well, we had a good time there, despite it was not a great party –only a few. I jumped up and grabbed the towel I had thrown on the floor. I went to the front door intending only on glancing out the peep hole to see who it was. I nearly climaxed right there when I saw what was standing on the verandah.I couldn’t make out her face but she was dressed like something out of a porno movie. Breast jutting out, really tight jeans – a sheer red shirt that showed her perfect nipples straining against the fabric. Her long black hair fell over one eye. The eye that wasn’t hidden. .Um well tell me what your going to do Im kinda interested but kinda queasy about it as well.I explained to her again about my fetish and I get a sexual thrill by womens toilet habits and feces and urine.How did you get interested in that she asked. Oh its a long story but i have been doing this since grade school.My gosh she exclaimed who got this started with you. I said Im not really at liberty to say ,as its kind of secret.Oh OK she replied.I told her I would need to pull my pants down.