We are really here....Part 11 – The Guy“Hey,” I called out, and she turned toward the sound of my voice. I didn’t know what to call out to be ...honest. We had just arrived and the girls had wanted to get outside into the private heated pool as quickly as possible. It might have only been April but the weather was stunning. I thought that calling both ‘Little Girl’ and ‘slut’ were a bit too inappropriate for public consumption, despite us being in the private area at the back of our apartment.I. It simply appeared out of nothingness on the Winter Solstice between the Langham and the Dakota on Central Park West. Up close, it appeared to be like every other high-rise apartment complex in the neighborhood. The farther you backed away from it, however, the more it took on the appearance of a medieval fortress tower perched atop a craggy bluff. At its appearance, everyone from the neighborhood committee on up to the Offices of the Mayor and the Governor of New York got involved in. To think that Pierre had asked someone to watch over her as well as seduce her! Shaken and confused by all of this, as well as incredibly turned on, Darla was a jumble of emotions. However, as she thought for a second, in her head she could hear the advice that Sofia once gave to her in a fit of mutual passion, "Never be afraid to reach out and touch the stars."As she sat there remembering Sofia's advice, Darla slowly stammered: "I, I, I placed the ad because I wanted to experience something. We have enjoyed a great sex life for years. Becky is a true exhibitionist. She has always enjoys wearing sexy revealing outfits and flashing truck drivers or guys in stores, restaurants and bars when we are out of town shopping. Becky’s favorite activity was going to adult theaters and having fun. She would normally wear a blouse tied at the waist, a mini skirt with thigh-highs, stilettos and nothing else. We were in southern Colorado shopping one weekend when she said she would like to go to a.