I agreed and this Tuesday night I met him in a pub outside of town.As I walked in I saw a sad man sat at a table and went over, “Carl?” “Yes” ...“I’m ****” we shook hands and I got a drink and sat down, as we talked his troubles poured out of him, I did learn he was 31, married with a young daughter, in a decent job but just felt bogged down especially since his wife had given birth.“My wife just doesn’t understand” “Have you talked to her” “Sort of” and his voice trailed off. “Do you want another. .. Pause for a moment – just long enough to notice that this week the shot includes lines of longitude and latitude ... Then we fall toward the planet at hyper-sonic speed, dropping from a low-Earth orbit toward the country, staying on the zero-degree line of latitude ... Dropping toward the south, toward the huge urban spread of London ... Staying on that imaginary line – right into the middle of the city ... Then toward a park on the south side of the Thames ... Reaching ground level in that. As I walked through work the first day, just feeling my jeans against my smooth shaven skin was a huge turn on, I felt my little sissy clit getting harder and harder as the day went on, tugging my panties tighter and tighter against my little bitty pussy ass, as they get stretched out. Its so erotic knowing that I am such a slut, that underneath my dirty grungy work clothes is a sexy soft girly sissy begging to be abused by cocks. mmmm. Spending all day at work turned on, coming home to check. . Exactly?” I asked.“Stay in the legal boundaries of Michigan.”“How far out in the lake is still Michigan?” I asked.Well ... that stumped him.“I’ll have to check.” He said, “I’ll get back to you ... this number?”“Yup ... only one we got.”We hadn’t heard a thing a week later.“We haven’t heard from you and feet wet is calling.”“God ... I really hate to tell you this...”There was a really long pause ... long enough that I said, “Still there?”“Historically ... you can’t set foot ashore on.