The summer before, while driving around Aberdeen, Maryland, I had spotted a number of adult book stores. I didn’t have the time to stop then, but I ...made a mental note about them. I was not one to visit them often. I had been to some, but never went behind the black curtains. I wasn’t certain what went on back there, but it seemed seedy to me and I wasn’t to that. This time was going to be different and I was going to see what was down those dark corridors. I drove up to Aberdeen and there were. Given the value of their cargo, they did not stop, but pressed ahead. It took almost another three weeks to reach St. Louis. Here, the bullion was finally unloaded. Jim and Albert found hotel rooms and changed into their city suits. They did not risk keeping their precious Bills of Exchange for longer than necessary, and they quickly sought out the bank house recommended to them.The First Philadelphia occupied the ground floor of a tall building in the center of the city. The mere mention that. The whole time I painted pictures for her of sexy “big” men fucking her brains out. After a few sessions like this I asked her if this was her biggest sexual fantasy and she finally admitted that it was. But now she pressed me for an answer as to what was my fantasy. I told her that I had the usual fantasy of two women together with me and each other, but admitted that my biggest fantasy was to see her with a hung guy who was muscular and that really turned her on, and to see her in ecstasy as. "I'm sure you just misunderstood him. It's a movie and he will suck your face off!" she laughed at me. I just groaned as the breeze picked up and lifted the hem of my sun dress. Swatting the fabric back into place , I noticed a car coming around the winding curve to the house. My stomach knotted up as I looked for the driver. "Is that him?" asked Monica sitting up to get a better look. "Oh yeah, that's him. That's Charlie!" I squealed with delight.A big gray Lincoln sedan pulled up and out.