..” she said. “Eightish.”“I see...” he appeared thoughtful. At last he said, “May I inquire ... how expensive?”She was silent for a mome...t. Well, she thought, go for it. Everything is negotiable.“An even thousand,” she said. He nodded slowly.“I see,” he said. He was silent after that. She finished her tea, and sat there. At last he turned to her again.“Let’s find an ATM,” he said.She knew she’d made the right choice when she saw his room. It was a suite, really. With a hot tub, and a twentieth. Funny thing was I waited 7 months for this night and picture how great it was gonna be.we drank a lot of beer and got back to her house and invited me Into her room she rented, we fooled around and I was having a hard time getting hard and never did that night but I was in the mood and I think I was nervous because I was fixing to fuck the most beautiful slutty girl I ever had before. I gave her the best oral she ever had, I don't know if it is true but it made me feel good which made me get. Instinctively, the fine hairs at the top of her back and along her arms perked up in a prehistoric response to approaching danger. She tried to focus on the diner’s offerings, knowing full well that she wished his generous meat was on the menu. Invisible swirls of his impassioned breath inadvertently misted the finer hairs on the nape of her neck in the narrow path where her braids separated and dangled past the collar on her olive-green swing coat. Despite the midtown heat, she felt a familiar. He gleefully responded that it was a date.As the week progressed ever so slowly, we spoke at least twice a day and were both looking forward to Friday night. I spent my free time trying to decide on what outfit to start with for pictures and which one to have taken off of me. I decided on the purple corset and panties for pictures and a black see through baby doll for removal. I spent most of Thursday night adjusting the corset so that I looked good in it but so I could also breathe.Al and I.