If you are up to giving a girl a second chance, I am available Friday nights … usually! ‘So, you do not have any questions about my motives for d...ting you?’ ‘I talked to Jake at the pub the other day, and he told me about your original motives that you just wanted to get to know um, me … as a person. I liked that Michael.’ And after a short pause she says quietly, ‘Ask me out again!’ ‘First, I have to know if it is Gillian or Gilly!’ ‘Gilly!’ she answers with a slight giggle. ‘Well then. Before he had fucked me, he had used a dildo on me whilst sucking my cock, and it was at that moment I realised I wanted to be fucked & sucked at the same time, and also experience being spit roasted like a woman in a porn film I had in my collection. This was in the days before the Internet, and I only had a small collection of straight porn films, I never had the guts to even look at anything else in the shop let alone buy it!So, I knew that my next mission would be to have two guys take me. James by then had — like myself — begun to get really worried as well. It was unlike Vivian not to let someone know where she was.By the end of the third week it was becoming obvious that the British police had begun to take Vivian's disappearance a bit more seriously as well. I knew that when they turned up at my flat and requested details of my movements around the time she disappeared. An ex-husband it appears is a likely candidate for inclusion in the suspect list if anything untoward. And still…I walked through the doors. This car was completely empty, several of the fluorescent lights flickering badly. I walked straight through and found another crumpled piece of paper by the door at the end. No message, but now there was no doubt. She had left a trail of breadcrumbs for me. A yellow brick road to follow.In the next car, there was a teenage kid sitting with a laptop and oversized earphones. And an old woman reading a book. And another piece of paper.Through the next two or.