This guy has such a fetish, I probably could havetalked him into the straight jacket with out drugging him first. Butits been so long since we've all...had a chance to play, I didn't want torisk him getting away. He thinks he talked me into coming back to myplace so he could takes some modeling shots for both his and myportfolio. When the drugs kicked in and he started babbling, heconfessed he made up the whole thing. He confessed he was so turned onby my hose that he would have said or done. Though she had 2 kids and was Above 35 she looked damn hot. She had a killer ass which just stuck out and looked so sexy. Her boobs were just perfect they were like 2 melons in her blouse. And her clothes had deep neckline so it showed sexy cleavage. I used to think of her and shag at least 5 times a day. From her convos with my mom I realized her marriage is bad n all that. Several times I have “mistakenly” touched her boobs or her sexy ass with my hard dick. She felt this but said nothing.. My shock was receding. Some how, I trusted these people. I relaxed and decided to treat this like any other interview. I sat in the third chair, pulled out my notebook and jotted down what had happened so far. My shorthand is excellent. I use both recorder and notebook to make sure I miss no nuances. Georges and Diane sat as well. Their hands immediately joined in a warm clasp. As I looked up from my notebook I found another woman on the balcony with us. Tiny with brunette hair, she carried an. If I didn’t, I’d fall right into a relationship for which I wasn’t ready and one which could cause big problems down the road.In a way, I was lucky at how things had turned out with Stephie. It wasn’t ‘sour grapes’; it was the recognition that I’d become involved with her because I was needy. I needed someone with me - a constant companion, a lover, and a friend. Sometimes that was a single person, sometimes it was multiple people. It was going to be difficult to achieve if I didn’t have a.