He wanted to fuck me for real. I never had the courage to meet a stranger. But he kept asking again and again. So I joked with him, that I will charge... to get fucked. And to my amazement he accepted. By now I was tired of saying no and I was way too desperate to get fucked. So I said yes. He gave told me about a park in his area, we decided a time and he said he’ll pick me from there. Next day evening 7’oclock I reached at the place. He told me to wear a tight red t-shirt and shorts. I was. .too bad he doesn't know it". My antennas went back up. We continued talking for a few more minutes. I even was bold enough to give her my number...she never called unfortunately, but the entire time we talked, I steadily focused on making sure that I kept her in the frame of the camera phone I held discretely on my side. There was more than one occasion where I was certain that she would bust me. I thought to myself that there was no way that she didn't notice that I was filming her. One. "Don't bother cleaning up. I can't take you out tonight after all," I said. I hadn't made that decision until I walked into her apartment."We're not going out?" Becky asked as she walked out of the hallway leading to her bedroom wearing only a large towel wrapped around her."Becky, I'm just fooling myself here. You're different that I am and I don't see us headed in the same direction. I'm sorry, I did call earlier to cancel, but you didn't answer." I hadn't really called but she didn't have to. ”He passes round a few of the flyers, to general approbation. “Uche Ekobe. A Name You Can Trust. All Types of Gardening Work Undertaken.” they proclaim.Chuks the banker’s son, cuts in with his overbearing drawl: “Well, Uche, mate, this is all well and good but it looks like a lot of effort to me. Can’t you get your old man to sub you and Chinwe for the holiday? I know that’s what I’d do …”Chinwe, Uche's girlfriend, defends her lover like a mother tiger would its young: “Chuks, could you maybe.