Linda asked if I could drop in when I had time and gave me her address. I replied that I would love to see her and we arranged to meet at her house.Th...e first few meetings went quietly, her young son was always there and she gave me no hints of what was to come. We would normally just sit in her kitchen drink tea and chat for an hour or so then I would leave.Then on one of my days off Linda called me and invited me over as she had taken a day off work, also her son was in school. She mentioned. He flicked through a few models and thenstopped abruptly. There was something about one of the models he hadjust seen that caught his attention. He flicked back trying to find theright room, and then he found it. It featured a nice looking model, oneof the kind he liked; small puffy breasts and a good sized cock. She hada dragon tattooed on her groin with the head just above her cock and itsbody snaking down towards her balls. From what Rick could see it was areal work of art. She was wearing. The demands made of me every day to shut down and transfer and train people to do some of our duties and dealing with my soon to be non-staff took its toll. One Wednesday evening I decided to stop for a drink – or two – on my way home.It was a neighborhood bar I had been in only once or twice, but not alone before. I sat at the bar next to a man may be a few years older. He was tall, over 6’, a bigger guy but solid built. Greying brown hair and green eyes.He started talking to me shortly. "Good, they're just getting some of their stuff together, what about you guys?"A pause. "Cool."More pausing. "Um..." she turned to us."Do we want to hang out with them?" Ask where," Amanda said.She nodded, "Where?"More pausing. "He said just maybe the park or something."We all looked at each other and nodded. "Sure," I said."Sure," she repeated to him.Then more babbling between the two of them, and she hung up."They're coming by to pick us up in a half hour." That soon?" Amanda yelped.We.