Putting the bra on, she said, "Great. Let's go." She pulled a light cover on, then we walked arm in arm to a local coffee shop.We chatted about lots o...f things. Her real name was Christie Lamont. She was twenty-one. She had been a stripper since the age of eighteen. She said it had seemed the natural choice with her natural G cups. Her exact words. She giggled when she said it. She didn't seem to mind that we weren't talking much about me.After a while, I walked her back to her apartment and up. Aunt Kate never seemed to care. She had a big beautiful house and when she wasn’t laying out at the pool she was ether at the spa or the gym. She was 41, two years younger then my mom and took great care of herself. After watching my moms car disappear into the distance aunt Kate showed me to my room. I followed her up the stairs, I couldn’t help staring at her ass just in front of me at eye level. She was wearing her exercise clothes and the yoga pants were skin tight. She brought me to. "Yeah, the T chica's got tits," and"the he-she's got a hot little twat."They push me into a tiny room and fling me face down onto a narrow,unkempt twin bed. Groping hands pop the snap of my new "7 For All Mankind"jeans and yank them down to my ankles. "Strip and lie down on the bed."The door slams and I hear a lock snick behind me. I jump up to try to getout, or to appeal to Hector, but it's locked. I look for an escape but thewindows are barred. Outside, the streets glimmer in the fading. I like so much the iss & usually i visit the site to read the experiences of the people. But it seems, some people put the stories which are far apart from the truth. But i appreciate the stories which are true incident of the writers. I normally identify that the story is true or not. I could not put lot of stories on this site although i have lot of fucking experiences. A true incident, which occurred to me in 2004, i have put on the site. I got lot of appreciating responses for that. Pls.