Perfect.We arranged to meet.I went to visit a friend before hand & drank a little too much wine, out of nerves i think & when Jack phoned early to say...he was home, a slight doubt crossed my mind. Should i really go to visit a man that wanted to do extremely kinky things to me?"Oh yes i think so" was the quick retort, this is exactly wot I wanted & at no point had i ever felt uncomfortable in Jack's company or with our correspondance.I ordered a taxi & with great excitment, a little nervous,. ‘Just one more thing, Gina,’ I added. ‘That girl Olga today – how did you find her? And what did you tell her? What did she think she was getting into?’ ‘I picked her off my old agency’s website. I just told her the truth, hun. I said I knew this simply gorgeous guy that wanted a black and white girl session. Nothing to it really.’ ‘I should have left some money for her, then, shouldn’t I? I mean, she expected to be paid.’ ‘Jim, honey, I’m sitting on the bed right next to her, I can see the. My dark haircontrasted nicely I thought with my pale neck andshoulders. Completing my outfit with a white handbag,poppy red lipstick and a heavy application of myfavourite opium perfume I was ready for the train. Leaving the car at the station I click clacked to theticket office then to the platform. The looks of agroup of young men on the platform reassured me thatat forty two my size ten figure was in good shape and Icould still turn heads. I smiled to myself happy thatmy preparations were a. She took my penis in her hands and closed her eyes like she was envisioning something. I got a boner and she shrieked. Another guy shoved a pen and some program brochures in my face from behind the woman and I just stood there dumb -like I was supposed to be. Another woman had approached me from behind and was running a hand up and down my butt crack. I was completely scared and I didn’t want her to touch my sore anus.“He doesn’t talk or know what you want,” somebody said in a smart ass tone..