After several months she finally agreed to meet him in person. The time, place, and preparations were all her choosing. "Yeah," he though, "I must be ...ust a little bit crazy."The time and place was easy enough. Just a small out of the way restaurant near the river. He'd been there before. The harder part was the instructions she'd sent him."Completely shaved, dressed smartly in slacks with no underwear," she'd stated with little noticeable emotion. She went on to describe in detail a leather. A ploy to lure his waitresses into bed with no qualms. I suddenly felt uneasy about the whole thing but I accepted the ride anyway. We arrived to my place and he reached over and before I could even say anything, his hand was massaging my pussy and he whispered in my ear, "Do you like this baby?"I was only 21 and this guy was well into his forties, what was I to do. He asked to come in and I was already drenched, I could not resist and so I let him come in. We walk in and he walks with me to my. The darn guy lifted her left leg and attempted to place it on his right shoulder.She forbade it. Damn, rights. I’d never been allowed both ankles.“No, Cully, no, you’ll hurt me. Just one, baby. Hurry, Cully, I want it.”“No, Tommy, remember just one ankle, darling, just one. You promised.”Son-of-a-gun, he’d already attempted both and had had one up there, at his apartment.Tommy nodded, resigned to her refusal to have both ankles up and over.Was I disappointed? In a word, (yes). Because I was. ..he opened the door and signalled for me to crawl in, and as the door clicked shut behind us he let out an evil laugh that sent shivers down my spine.Still on my hands and knees on the carpet, he pulls my skirt up, has a look, then decides the skirt is no longer necessary and commands me to take it off. He asks me if I cleaned myself before coming out tonight, by the way his fingers are probing around my arse I know he means an enema, and I answer yes, I did clean there. He grabs some lube and.