They planned to meet at a hotel but all of the hotels required credit cards and neither of them wanted to divulge their personal details just yet.Fina...ly they had agreed to meet in the parkland at Picnic Point; it was about a twenty minute drive for both of them and there was a very discreet parking area hidden away in the bushland that was used late at night on the weekends for dogging. The thought of dogging in the safety of a locked car added extra spice to the meeting. The hitch was that. "Bloody hell Tony" he asked, "What the hell's all this about?"I could see that Tony was upset, so I took over,"In your pocket, I think we'd find a twenty pound note with the number 107 written on it in ink" I pulled out the rest of the notes from my pocket and showed him the numbers from 108 onwards.He stared at me and realization dawned on him,"I'm a private investigator" I lied, "And you're nicked, we'll give you a choice though, you can either empty your pockets now or we'll call the police. He feels the tension in my body release, and I can almost feel his smile as he grips my hip tighter, and his words slide over my skin, wrapping me in delight.“That’s my good Baby Girl.” ` It was six months ago we first met.It was a random meet, admittedly. I had posted something innocuously on an app about wanting a treat. I was at my job, unhappy, bored on a dreary rainy day. He happened to reply, inquiring what kind of. She was determined to keep her body in shape and went tanning quite often. I assume that is what her paychecks went toward. The only thing I was missing was a girlfriend, but I'm in college and I was going to do my best to remedy that situation and quickly.I was late getting home from school; apparently, I ran over a nail and had to change the tire. I was in a hurry as Bryce was to meet me at my place and talk about a potential hook up. I pulled in and noticed Bryce's car was already there. I.