After some wine we were hammered and she asked me if I wanna go with her into her Sauna which they have in their house. Sure thing, we made out and af...ter a while it was a little too hot so we went to her bedroom. The next 30 minutes I had the best sex of my live. I said her what to do and she followed up with all the dirty stuff which I required. Most girls I know always have issue with something but she did EVERYTHING I wanted.I asked her if I can have her ass and she said yes. She never did. Yet you protest your innocence, say it was all consensual, in fact you're saying that this petite, blonde 18 year old was the one at fault. The one manipulating you - a six-foot-two, strong, black man. Kindly explain. In fact go back to the very beginning.''You have to believe me, I didn't want anything to do with her. She's edited all that CCTV footage.''From the beginning please.''Ok, well I met Bev at a bar downtown, and we got on like a house on fire, we're both divorced, both got kids,. ...ummmmm....". I had to focus!! He laughed."Still on for today then Mrs Wright?" Oh yeh, sure Mike, what time?" In about half an hour if that's ok...?"I could hear the smile on his lips. How could he know what I was doing?! No, that's ridiculous. Get a grip!"Yes! Umm.. that would be fine. See you then". Click. The tension in my body had not been resolved, in fact, the phone call had made my pulse race even more. I guess I should get dressed... then I remembered, the washing! I had no underwear. I finally found her working in a book store about three blocks away. And then I started doubting myself. Would she laugh at my American accent? Would she think I was stalking her? Was she married? If she liked me, could she live up to the fantasy in my head?It didn't matter. I had gone this far; I wasn't going to stop. I walked into the store and up to the counter."Hello. Can I help you?" I, umm. Yes."She waited. Then I blurted it out."I know this might sound crazy, but I saw you at the market.