Ever since high school you’ve been there for me, and now I’ve screwed up, irredeemably screwed up. I deserve to be punished and I will be; I will ...e going to prison. Just—please my good man, don’t hate me, please,” she said, choking back her tears. I finally found my voice.“One question, Ava,” I said. “Do you love me?”“Of course,” she said. “You know that.”“Okay then, this is how this is going to play out. Over the next while I made the argument that she had to let me take the fall for her. She. I wore black slacks, heels, a black top, and leather jacket. We had a great meal, wine and fun conversation filled with sexual innuendos. Towards the end of dinner, Nick announced, “I think we’ll stop at an ABS later on our way home.”My pussy immediately got wet as I excitedly asked, “Are you going to make me suck cock there while you watch?”“We’ll see, but I expect you to do whatever I say without question,” Nick responded.I dutifully replied, “Of course! Whatever you want me to do is more. I looked into the mirror and imagined that the finger was a cock, and then brought the index finger into my mouth as well. It was all I could do to stay in my room alone. “Fuck me, please. I’ll be good,” I whispered into the late afternoon light of the bedroom. Who was I talking to? Anyone. I was in such heat I would have fucked any man that appeared. On the dresser, I spied my round bristled brush and felt the soft rubber handle. Purple, soft and just wide enough, I was overwhelmed with the. "No" I replied"A boyfriend?" she then asked"No. I like girls, i'm just not seeing anyone right now" I replied making her laugh."Relax! I was just asking a question, it's not often a young handsome man offers to help an older woman with her shopping, I was just curious what your angle was?" she then said."My angle?" I replied slightly confused by what she meant."Your angle" she replied placing a hand on my jean covered leg.I sat looking shocked, unsure what to say or to do as her hand squeezed.