One thousand.”“No. I want triple that.”He laughed, “You are getting shrewder by the day, but no, dear, that is too much.”“But, this is spe...ial.”His chuckling died down, “Oh, tell me is your pussy magical?”I whispered, “I’m a virgin.”Silence on the line. My heart thumped. Three thousand would go a lot further than one.“That is special ... Oh you are a delight. Triple it is my dear girl.”“Tuesday night, in the warehouse?”“Hmm ... I would love to see you tangled up in my bed. Wouldn’t you much. In a way that was a relief that be hadn't been exposed as somecross dressing wierdo but what on earth was goin on?After a few steps down the drive, John turned to look back at the houseand noticed that the windows and front door were no longer double glazedwhich they. had been for John's entire life. The garage door was ajar butno light was on. He paused in his mission to check the street and went toinvestigate . Inside the darkness of the garage he heard someone movingaround, so he fumbled. Even then I have always insisted on respectful love-making. I will not tolerate crude language and I insist that a man be gentle. I will not be groped. While I’m not a particular fan of fellatio I will consent to do so for a short period of time if my lover is particularly good a cunnilingus. I will not, however, allow a man to ejaculate into my mouth. I broke up with my last boyfriend, Willis, for doing such a horrible, disgusting thing. His oral ministrations on my vagina had been exemplary. The flight from LA to London was a long and tiring one so I slept for most of the plane ride. When we finally landed, I was amazed to see Elizabeth there waiting for me at the terminal. She was dressed down so as to appear like a normal person, wearing a beige sweater that hid her curves for the most part, and a pair of semi-baggy blue jeans. Her feet were inside a pair of ragged tennis shoes and to top it all off, she had a blue baseball cap on. Still, when I saw those soft blue eyes, I knew.