She was tall, a little gangly, she had large ... well, features—you know, and had striking long red ‘Irish-lass’ hair. So I was plenty attracted...to her. Anyway, she talked—a lot, and was very animated. After about ten minutes, she got up, grabbed my hand and her blanket and ordered me to follow. She walked me hand-in-hand to a large grassy area, spread out the blanket, pulled me onto it, and started making out with me.”“Did you get lucky?” Ken asked as Joanne smacked him in admonishment.“In a. William readily agreed and followed me into the bedroom. I keptthis album and a few others at Michael’s house and did not dare to keep it atmine as I still lived at home with my mother and father. “Here’s the one of my bum Billy, It is my first sunburn!” “Mmmmmm, that is anice tan Michelle.” William replied. I showed William a few more and I couldtell he was really enjoying seeing all my pics, lots of which were sexy poses.” If I look at any more. .. She walked into one sleazy joint called the Seraglio, accessed its database on available studs, selected and reserved one, feeding it her credcard for the duration of her stay, then followed the directional corridor lights to his room.It was like every stud's room she'd seen before: a large bed dominating the centre, wallscreen for erotic holos, separate shower/toilet area, and the smell of cheap cologne and the sweat of previous customers; still, with the prices they charged, who looked at. It isn't uncommon for guys to lose all confidence in my presence. After what seemed to me an eternity of umm's and aaah's, I asked him if he wanted to buy me a drink. He nodded that he did, I told him the frozen concoction that I wanted. He jumped almost running to the bar. He returned quickly a big smile on his face, poor bastard I was going to dash his hopes. I took the drink and sipped it like a lady as he mumbled about how pretty I was. He fumbled around telling me some boring story about.