I'm glad I did because Lisa was fucking rampant and more up for it than anyone I'd ever met at that point in my life. The thing was, I later found out... my new-found friend wasn't providing the goods at home and they split up a couple of months after our photo-session.Anyway, I went over to their flat and he - as pre-arranged - buggered off somewhere and I set myself up on the bed. Lisa looked fabulous, in a short yellow skirt, strappy shoes and an orange gypsy top. If possible, she looked. I've only ever dated girls and no man has ever fucked this bitch. It was just a business thing we had going." Sometimes I wish I could say the same." What? Women? Or business?" That I'd never got involved with him." I paused, she waited. "I know sweet fuck all about business and I've never been attracted to a woman…" I looked her in the eye but she just sat there, waiting. She knew damn well I'd left it hanging. I looked away and in barely more than a whisper, "before now." She still didn't. I knew her as a little girl, eventually getting away from a horrible home life that would have crushed a lot of other people.“She has played semipro basketball, but dropped out of that -- I’d guess injuries. Still, she’s enough of an athlete that she’s a favorite, very highly paid, escort among professional athletes that want a girlfriend experience. I’d call her a domestic goddess. She has a child, loves to take care of kids, and, as you’ll find out, is a great cook. She had some bad. He had told me to get a locker, strip, and then cruise around in a towel. So I did. I kept my bikini brief that i had ordered from International male on and wrapped the towel around my waist. I found a hallway that led to glory holes and suck pits and stood and watched a hot scene with some guys around my age. One motioned for me to come over there, and I did slowly. The Tall, muscular ginger pulled my towel off and saw my briefs, and he pulled them to my feet in one movement. I saw guys with.