He was outside to meet me, in his 50's and as we moved inside to go to his office, I passed many boxes of sex toys, which he pointed out to me, as I a...so noted, there was not another soul around.His office consisted of a table, a computer, and a small cupboard with a coffee maker and few chairs, hardly the image that flashed through my mind, prior to leaving.It was seedy, in fact he was seedy and somehow this appealed to me, there was something of the dirty-sex feel about the whole sordid. As we'd supposed, Daniella was not delighted with the news, and told her mother that she'd keep the implant she had but would not be renewing it when it was exhausted.Daniella had been setting up the website. We'd managed to secure a.de top level domain and opened an account in a false name. The website was a fairly standard 'online shop' model, designed to take payments and collect orders. We set up three 'members-only' areas, for bronze, silver and gold membership, and a 'shop window' for the. One particular black man that she had found incredibly sexy, was the British actor Idris Elba! Paula had found Elba the most sexy men she'd ever seen; and she had masturbated occasionally thinking of the two of them fucking wildly. Of course, she knew perfectly well that such a thing was never going to happen, but she enjoyed the thought of it at least!She'd never made it a secret to Stefan about her 'attraction' to black men, and to African men in particular; and she'd been surprised, as well. Art looked at the girl in themirror. Art looked at himself.What had he done? He had turned himself into this other person, a girl,all in aid of proving to Jessica Munroe that anyone could be as stupidand as slutty as she was. He had sucked cock. Plenty of cocks, fromdifferent men, kissing the tips and drinking their cum. He had shaved hislegs and arched his eyebrows. He had spent what little money he had ondresses and make up and shoes, all in aid of being just like Jessica. AJessica that.