It suited Patsy Klinger a model I had heard of, met briefly bumping into each other at a casting agents office in London ... and lusted over, who want...ed to expand her portfolio having spotted the much more frequent adverts, especially on day time shopping TV channels for the mature fuller figure. She had seen some of my work and had once asked me to take some photos to add to the on-line collection she used to illustrate her modelling talents and suitability for various publications.I’ve been. And I had never realized how many words in everyday conversation could be twisted to infer a sexual intent.She had me so horny that in desperation I called Sharon to ask for her permission to ask Gerri if she'd be willing to help me out. Sharon could hardly stop laughing, and Gerri wasn't much better.But what a great bisexual friend Gerri was in my time of need. I called Sharon and placed the phone next to my bed, so she could listen to the sounds of Gerri practically turning me inside-out.. ” I thanked her and took another sip from my glass, then grabbed my things and walked out.I went upstairs and knocked on the door she described. “Yeah,” I heard someone say. “I’m sorry,” I said, stammering a little. “I ... ah ... I must’ve missed the ... I heard about the party today and ... someone said it’s over, so ... I was just curious and...” I don’t think I made much sense, but she just seemed to be relieved that I wasn’t a guy and so she opened. Charlotte was a pretty young thing. She. ‘Would you like a cup of coffee?” sha asked. ‘Sure’ I watched her intensely as she put the grounded coffee into the coffee maker. I found her attractive and downright sexy even though she could be my granny. “How would you like your coffeee?” Krista asked as she stretched to take two coffee mugs out of the kitchen cabinet. What a nice sight that was, showing her ass to me. I could see a good expanse of her stockinged thighs from behind. She had black stockings on and a pair of 2′ heeled.