. did you know Michael Fairbanks before today?" If you know his damn name then why are you asking me who he is?" Gina asked in anger."His name means n...thing to me... I still need to know who he is." Just leave me alone," Gina whispered."I will after you tell me why a complete stranger was able to fuck you." Haven't you ever fucked someone you just met?" Gina asked, sarcastically."Sure I have, but the decision was my own and I seriously don't you were given a choice. Do I need to remind you that. With every thrust I could feel the foreskin being pulled back and with every pull I could feel her muscles contracting to hold me inside.Slowly she folded her legs on to my back and clinger as she started to throw her hips up to meet my thrusts. The room was filled with thud thud thud, the noise from our bodies slamming into each others and her moans “ohh ahhh yes lang puck matigas (hard), buro (donkey)”.I was fucking her hard and she was screaming and holding tight. We went on slamming for 10. We get to the car, my wife is driving of course and is giggling and telling me that I had better be extra 'girly' tonight because she is taking me to a special place.As we pull up to the 'Warehouse', there is a valet service the guys open both of our doors and says, "WECOME LADIES". I always feel embarrassed when someone says that. There are lots of cars and plenty of people but they are all women, and dressed in heels and skirts like me. Then I realize its Saturday and this bar inside the. It was 1960 and I left High School at age sixteen, a young man who had done well at sport but little else. The best opportunity open to me in the City was as a filing clerk at a small Dutch bank located in the financial district of London, a stone's throw from the Bank of England.The bank was sandwiched between a large financial institution on one side and a post office on the other. It had four floors and no lift. The Labour Exchange arranged the interview as a filing clerk for my knowledge of.