I am nervous after I hear the click of the doorhandle and realize what I'm headed for. After a brief minute or two, I realize that she's getting her c...lothes back on. I wonder what exactly she's doing, then she sits down and then starts to talk to me. As she does so, she slowly rubs her hand over my erect penis, which is causing a bend in my pants. She says that she has been thinking about me. Rubbing herself at night. Wishing that this day would come for nearly 3 years. She finally starts by. Done this before," she said coyly. "You would be AMAZED at how many women your age, younger, and even five, 10-some years older, have the kind of fantasies you do." I thought about that with a grumpy look on my face. "That's why I LOVE doing this," she explained, trying to tame her JBF hair in the bathroom mirror. "I'm 50 years old. Everything you've heard about how hard it is for older women to get lucky is true." She flashed a wicked smile. "But tell women half your age you're willing to play. .. Patty, with a look of total disgust on her face, interrupted: "Oh! Let me guess. The worst thing is that we're in a desert here, right? So some of these pricks haven't had a bath in a week... or more? And they eat really spicy foods and they are definitely not getting their eight glasses of water a day? So they have a stinky, uncircumcised dick that spews something that's gonna taste like bleach..."Lucinda finished for her: "And you'd better act like it tastes like the yummiest ice cream. .. I like to cook for him, and we watch TV, and we go to work..." Yeah, that's what I thought. Sounds pretty boring. Listen, Princess,it's time you went to the ball. Meaning out. On a date. Dressed as agirl. You two need to get out of that apartment and do something as acouple." Jesus, Steven, I can't go out in public. I can't pass as a girl!" Honey, have you looked at yourself in the mirror? I have customers yourage that would sell their souls to look as pretty as you. If you'd.