She was engaged. We texted for a week and some days. And I figured out that at some point she wanted to have some fun before she gets married. I guess..., she was scared.After a week and so. We became close and she texted me her number to ring her up. I called her. She asked me for a meet up in a nearly CCD. I went there. I was a little late. Won’t lie. 10-15 mins late. You know how traffic is these days. I saw her sitting beside the window. Awaiting me. I went there. And pulled her cheeks from. This was themost pleasant conversation that the two of us ever had. Why thechange?As I made the hour and one-half commute out to the upper classsection of the city my mind wandered. Steve and I met during ourfirst week at college. He was residing two rooms down the hallin our freshman dorm. We instantly became close friends in spiteof our different backgrounds. I was brought up in a small ruralcommunity by a lower middle working class family. My educationwas being financed by loans, family. "We both laughed since it was clear we both shared the same views on anal - just nope."I mean vaginas are good and all" he continued, "but if all you want is a good suck, what's the difference right?" But what if you're actually attracted to the guys, too? I mean goddamn we have such sexy bodies, all of us, it's hard for me not to find something so sexy in every guy I see." I know exactly what you mean, man. And now you got me all excited too. I'm gonna go in this stall next to yours."I heard. Me: No problem! Listen, I did a sweep of my mother’s bedroom after you left yesterday.James: Cool! Did you find anything?Me: Yes, a business card with nothing on it except for a company name and an address.James: Have you searched for it?Me: Online, you mean?James: Where else?Me: No. Let me check it now.James: I’ll have a go as well. What’s the name and address?Me: Discreet Inc. Office Square 21.James: It seems like a legit company. Not much in the way of details, though.Me: The website is very.