Hazel turned into the second bedroom. This also was done out in pastel shades, with sweetheart nets on the windows framed by pale blue floral curtains..., a matching coverlet with delicate ruffles, a soft rag doll sitting in the centre of the bed. Clearly another 'girls' room, also without any evidence on male presence at all - confirmation it was an all female household. Hazel went to the wardrobe and pulled out some white shiny sheets - Mark was intrigued and secretly pleased to see these were. He is just the hottest guy I have ever seen in my life. Short cropped blonde hair, deep blue eyes, a natural 8 pack, and a smile that lights up every room he walks into. Everyone wants him men, women, pit bulls and the most amazing thing is he can’t understand why he gets all the attention. He is beautiful, humble, and just the most genuine person I have ever known. I know that I sound like a 16 year old girl describing her first crush but… oh fuck he is fingering my ass. Oh damn that feels so. "Hi!" I nearly jumped when a girl jumped in front of me with a bigsmile and a sundress. "I'm Alex! Is this like totally crazy or what?" Yeah, I'd say so." I nodded, not quite expecting to get hit by theperky blond. Then I realized I should introduce myself as well. "Oh,I'm Alison, I guess." Cool! I bet you can't even say your old name." She smiled at me."What? Of course I can. My name was A... Ali.... Damn!" I swore as Irealized it was true. I couldn't even think it. I was Alison Sterlingright. Sid told me he was 33 years old, and loved older white women. I am 45 years old, love life, and live it to the fullest. We talked to each other for the next hour or so, and he bought me a few more drinks. We stood there talking for a while and Sid told me that he wanted me to go with him to his house. I told him, that I couldn't because there was something important I had to do the next morning, and couldn't be late. He informed me that he did have an alarm clock and could wake me up if I would.