"Immediately I replied with my email address and within seconds I got an IM request from a Mr. Paul, in doubt, I accepted the request. To my very Grea... surprise it was my fantasy guy from the website. Immediately we started chatting and exchanging common information about myself. I told him that I was way younger than him, and am not sure how young he meant by "young companion". The Conversation went as follows:Paul: How young exactly do you mean? Ygirl: 20 Paul: I must admit, that I didn't. "It's getting dark," I commented. "Where are you taking me?" No worries," Derry said simply.Little specks of bright light appeared under his feet. They grew, combinedinto one, and then formed into a multi-colored flash that expanded andengulfed us, along with the whole landscape.To my astonishment, the deserted muddy field, almost as inhospitable as anyplace can be on this continent in November, was suddenly a lush garden fullof gentle sunlight. Apple trees, bushes, flower beds and tiny ponds. Probably couldn’t keep it up.”We both laughed while she took a sip of the coffee and a bite of her doughnut.“I’m sure their kids bring them Viagra. You should try talking to some of them.”“Most are deaf. I’d like somebody more interesting. Maybe somebody a bit younger and not somebody who lives here. Maybe somebody like you.”“You know I think you're very attractive. I love how personable you are. Why do you think I come here so much?”“Because you’re a very nice boy. I wish I had a son as. Eddie gathered up his sister and they went upstairs to dress, so they would again look like innocent little kids instead of horny young sex machines. It wouldn't do, to hit this strange lady with too much at once. If she walked in and caught them bare-assed, she might cut out thinking that everybody at the Marshall house had freaked out."What's she look like?" Linda asked."Don't know," he answered. "Auntie said she was forty and attractive. Now don't go grabbing my cock or goosing me, or.