" Does Inger know?" Yes, she does. She's going to stay till 10 tomorrow night." What happens if you get lucky?"I laughed. "Son, women - especially 'ba...es' - do not line up around the block for a middle-aged account executive. At least, not for this one. I do not expect to get my bones jumped. In fact, I'd be amazed. I'll be home at 10."The next day, before he left for school, Bill wished me luck, but it didn't have an immediate effect. Oh, dinner with Bernice was quite lovely, and afterward we. The clock in the corner of the screen ticked on, and the anonymous message on her phone had told her the exact time when the secret would be revealed. But, although she had already watched this footage many times searching for clues, she allowed herself the luxury of one final viewing, just for her own pleasure. Nibbling delicately at her lower lip, she followed the young actresses’ – or victims’ - bizarre crucifixion scene. There was no sound but the distant rumble of Mirenburg’s rush-hour. “Hey, daddy,” beamed the slender, five-foot-nine white boy with brown hair and ice blue eyes.“We still on for me to come through?”“Hell yeah! I’m getting dressed for the big Black cock right now.”“That’s what I’m talkin’ about! Be sexy for Big Daddy!”“Yes sir!”Big Q’s dick was already standing at full attention. It had been a week since he had gotten some ass. He had fucked an entertainment client of his named, Busty Beatrix. She was an amatuer tranny porn star with gigantic 38G titties. He had. I teased for a while but eventually agreed to meet up that evening.I had one proviso. I wanted Richard to meet me in the bar of the hotel while Tony stayed upstairs in their room. I wanted him to woo me, buy me drinks and be seen in public with a C D and have people in the hotel, see him take me upstairs to have sex with me. It would be obvious as I would be dressed in the shortest PVC dress , stockings and suspenders on show when I sat down with my little red leather biker jacket on.I had worn.