“Hello, my name is Mike, and your name is?”She said, “Kim, nice to meet you.”Now when I was in second grade she was maybe 25 or 26 and I was 7... or 8 years old. Now that I’m 29 that would make her 47.So back to the story. Kim and I were talking but the whole time I’m thinking to myself that this lady looks so familiar I just couldn’t put my finger on it. We walk inside and she invites me to sit with her friends from work. She had me sit next to her and I introduced myself once again and we got on. ."Her protestations were cut off as she was pushed face down on to what she thought looked like a school gymnasium vaulting horse. Her wrists and ankles were securely fastened by padded cuffs to the sides of the horse leaving her back level and her buttocks hanging just over the end of the padding at the top. She was acutely aware that in this undignified position her most private parts were spread and displayed for the men to see. Moments later all thoughts of dignity fled as a hand was. Barb then said he had enough photos to choose from and stopped posing which is when Ava stepped in to say, “Paul, if you want me to sign a contract with your company before the end of the sales conference can I make a suggestion right now? You let me take Barb and Kevin up to my room for the remainder of the night.”Paul said, “Ava, yes please take them with you and have a good time!”As soon as Barb got dressed, the three of us said goodnight to Paul and headed for the elevator and once the door. I was working much later, and as such finding a partner became something I only did on weekends, and only sometimes. Some nights, I would dress up in a full set of lingerie, taking selfies that always hid my face, and found all the places online to post them. From that, I learned that taking a good selfie is a real pain in the ass. And from the responses, I learned that there was a huge amount of horny men out there who wanted to see more of me.It became a habit for more, to take occasional.